Isn't this all life is really? A big fat waiting game. We wait for nine months to get here. Once we are here, we wait to reach our milestones; sitting, crawling, walking. Then we wait to be "big enough." Once we are big enough we wait to go out on our own. We get out on our own and we wait to find that someone who will be our other half. We find them, we wait for them to realize we are their "someone." We wait for our weddings, our careers, our babies. We do it in all different orders, but we do it. We wait. Those are the big things.
Then there are the mundane things. The not so important things but the things we will wait for anyways. We wait for the food to thaw, we wait for the oven to preheat, we wait for the light to turn, we wait for doctors to see us, we wait for our boss to give us a raise, we wait for the dog to pee so we can end our walk, we wait for the alarm to go off to start it all again.
Then there is the WEIGHT we wait for. To come off that is. Thats a LONG weight with lots of work. I hate that wait the most. Thats the wait that got me thinking. If I had money would I have to wait? Money helps us skip these waiting moments. But then, if we do skip them, what do we have? Because as I said, isn't life really about the wait?
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Oh my goodness, I am SO there with you. I HATE waiting, in fact I am as impatient as they come. I was cracking up about the dog peeing to end the walk wait as well. SOOOOO me! Sometimes I wonder what money would do for us (actually I wonder it a lot...) but I am not sure if it would really help the wait for the weight... the weight to come off that is. I guess we could do it nice and simple... get in - lipo - get out! How fun is that though?!?!
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