Waiting…

Waiting really stinks. I know, patience is a virtue and the world loves a virtuous woman and therefore I should be patient and well-loved and all that crap… Well, I’m not extremely patient when it comes to certain things. I’m only well-loved in some very odd circles… And, honestly, I’ve grown exhausted from the waiting.

So, what am I waiting for this time? There really are only a couple of items… But both weigh heavy on my mind:

  1. The blasted contractor - He has yet to contact me about the humongous pile of mud and dirt that has been sitting smack in the middle of my yard for over a week. There has been no intervention into it’s slick, dirtiness other than that of my children, who come in covered in muck each and everyday and, as fun as it may be for them to have this new playmate, I am less than pleased!
  2. Rejection (or acceptance?) - I know it takes time to look through pieces and pick the ones that will go best in a particular showing… But the rejection and acceptance notices were to be sent, via email, today and it’s already noon! When will my notice of rejection arrive so I can move on and stop obsessing about my lame attempt at submission? When will my (unlikely as it may seem) acceptance notice come in so I can prep my image(s) to send? When will I stop caring about such things and just move forward?!
  3. The back room – I was promised months ago that a particular group of people were going to remove unnecessary items and mess from the back room, where we were going to paint the walls, install some window opaques and put together some semblance of a studio for me to use until I can put together more permanent digs. That has yet to happen. I would like it to happen. It really should happen! ;P

Waiting is like a form of strict punishment for me. I do it… But I hate doing it. People often say I’m one of the most patient people they know. Little do they realize what a gigantic stresser the waiting is for me. It puts me on edge, occupies all my thoughts and there really is very little else I can do but painfully wait when that is what has been put before me.

So… Here I am… waiting… Isn’t there anyone who can help me find the end of this waiting?

~Hollie

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