Wonderful Weekend For A Wedding
I’ll admit, patience has never been one of my strong suits. Over the past few years I’ve gotten better (I think) at containing myself when it came to things for which I had to wait: audition results, a reply from a girlfriend and so on.
Today, I’m waiting on two separate-yet-equal items of importance. The first, the material; is my computer. Repairs are done and it’s ready for pick-up. My roommate who does not work during the day generously agreed to retrieve it for me; I can’t afford to take off work. Whether or not he can get to it today is something I’m not sure of; but I’m not about to nag him after it, either. I hate waiting.
Item the second: I met someone at the wedding. A charming redhead who is close friends with my cousin. We had a fantastic time together. I’d like to call her. I’m going to, after I get off work; just to see how she’s doing and if she’d entertain thoughts of seeing me again. (No, I’m not going to phrase it that way to her.) It’s been the requisite two-to-three days since I saw her; lord knows I can’t seem over-eager. Of course, the mere mention of it here sort of betrays my zeal. Ah well.
I like her. She likes me. It’s the first time that sort of thing has happened to me in quite some time. So there that is. Anyway. Have a good day, all. Any suggestions on acquiring patience would be, as always, welcome.