Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Waiting, waiting, waiting
I've never been good at waiting. Patience? You gotta be kidding! I want to know NOW!! Tell me!! So what am I waiting for?? Well I'm still waiting to hear from Richmond about my book. Those pages and pages of my writing which is sitting gathering dust on an editor's desk. Well those pages are teaching me patience. Lots and lots of patience.
It also is redefining my relationship with my postman. Not that he knows this of course. He just thinks he is delivering post. And when a package he can't fit through the door arrives he just calmly fills in the little red and white card, oblivious to the fact that he is about to set panic into my life. See when I get through the front door and see that card I begin to wonder. Could it be Amazon? No haven't bought anything recently. Could it be M&B? YES YES YES!! It must be that!! They are sending it back with black marks everywhere. CRAP written across every page.
So I go to the Post Office, trepidation in every step. And when I hand the card over and they ask what I am expecting I am just glad there is a glass window between me and them. I'm not sure they would appreciate me taking them by the lapels and sobbing helplessly over them. And when they arrive with the package (most of which could have gone through the letterbox) my heart starts again. It isn't that I don't appreciate the promo CDs or the books friends have sent its just that... well, it isn't what I am waiting for!!
Patience. Hard to gain when you are instant gratification kid.
N.B. I have actually asked them to shred it instead of sending it back but it doesn't seem to stop my imagination going wild.