I waited. I watched the clock. I paced.
I told myself to be patient.
I watched people come and go.
(By people I mean; Kevin, Jake, Jessie, and Wes)
I waited for the phone to ring.
When the phone did ring it was to tell me to
wait some more.
I am good at waiting. It's kind of my job. I don't think anyone other than me in our family can
wait quite like me.
I waited through breakfast, lunch, and yes, my Valentine's Dinner.
This is what I waited for:
I've always thought there is just too much hype about Valentine's.
(I think it is the pink/red combo that gets under my skin)
But that was before the new dryer.
It is sweet.