Patience

I want to talk about patience, because I have none. I will admit I become very agitated when I'm expected to be patient. I don't like the "down time" when I could be getting things done. It doesn't take much to push me over that edge. A slow, or bad, driver. A person in the 10 Items or Less line who has, like, 40 items or more. A shopper who insists on paying entirely with pennies. Going to a doctor appointment and having to wait 45 minutes in the waiting room for a 5 minute visit with the doctor. A slow Internet connection. Red lights that never seem to change.

I guess it should be no surprise that I'm impatient. I mean, hey, I've grown up the "I Want It NOW" times... Everything is just a few clicks away. Why wait? Get it now. Yeah, that's me. And, boy, has it done a number on my patience tolerance. I can not stand to wait. I want to go, go, go, go. Maybe it's just me trying to avoid being alone with myself and having to think (which eventually leads to a depression episode)? Well, whatever it is, I know I'm not alone in this, but I do intend on working on it. Well... if I can find the time.