The Waiting Is The Hardest Part
There's an episode of the Simpson where Homer goes to a gun shop to buy a gun, and the clerk tells him it'll be a five-day waiting period. Homer screams the best line, ever, "Five days?! But I'm mad NOW!" Anyway, he goes home to wait and all these reminders pass by in front of him.
Lately I can relate to this (the waiting, not the gun). My son keeps getting delayed on his deployment to the military and in the meantime he's still living here and my husband isn't being very nice to him. It's killing me. It seems like my whole life is just waiting for something else. After my counseling on Wednesday then I can't wait till Sunday (for church). Then after church I can't wait till Wednesday (for counseling!). I have countdown clocks on my personal iGoogle page - one for how many days till Obama's last day as president, one for how many days till my daughter graduates from high school, and one for how many days till the Third Day concert in Tucson I'm going to.
If this was "One Word Saturday," I would just say WAITING! Ugh!