Patience

My husband always tells me, "Patience is a virtue," to which I reply, "It's one that I don't have." It's one that I feel like I have even less of lately. Unfortunately, I am the kind of person who wants what I want when I want it...and that is usually right now. This is especially true when it comes to cleaning the house. Like any good wife, I save some of the work for my hubby. The worst thing he could possibly do when I ask him to do something is say, "In a minute." Why?? Because someone will drop dead if the dishes aren't done right this second? Because the earth will stop spinning on its axis if the trash isn't taken out before the next commercial break? No....because I'm me, and I will have a super mega anxiety attack of sorts if it isn't done when I ask. And because I just know that if it isn't done right this very second, it probably won't get done at all. Reasonable? No. Crazy? Perhaps... I guess it's a good thing he loves me anyway.

I find this post very ironic. Why, you may ask? Because I am also the world's biggest procrastinator. I'm just a walking contradiction...