For a chatterbox, I'm a fairly private person (despite what you see here). When I'm waiting for something, I'm even more so. I've been waiting on a Big Thing for about a month, and until I have a definite answer, conversation stinks. Talking about the Big Thing is not going well. My stance is one of cautious optimism (despite assurances from those in charge that caution is really not necessary). Caution from other people about the Big Thing feels condescending, and excitement feels premature and risky. (Yes, as you can imagine, I'm a delight to be around at the moment.)
So here I am, tentatively excited, but waiting. Wanting to share about what's been a very cool process, and not wanting to get bitten in the ass by it later (because hey, I've been there). I want to find a cave (with a refrigerator that magically holds all kinds of pasta salads) and camp out there until I get official notice one way or another.
The Feast Day of Saint John
13 hours ago
waiting with you. hope it turns out well....
ReplyDeleteFingers crossed.
ReplyDeleteAnd I think we've all been there in terms of cranky waiting at one point or another. Everyone will put up with you while you go through this time. :^)
Totally get it, don't turn yourself into a pretzel on anyone else's behalf!
ReplyDeleteWishing you the best because you deserve it.
ReplyDeleteYou are all such lovely people. I feel awfully lucky.
ReplyDeleteI want to come and wait with you. I promise not to talk to you or ask you anything. I just need peace. And pasta salad!
ReplyDeleteMB, I'm so grateful to have you to wait with me.
ReplyDeletehow about some uncertainty---> who knows what will happen? OK, I am sure that was helpful. The drum solo of hope is still bouncing about God's head.
ReplyDeletealgumas palavras que se tornam contundentes.
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