Patience

As Lea often says, "I have TONS of patience. I've never used any, so I must have TONS of it stored up somewhere..."

The saying also goes "All good things come to those who wait"

I, however, am much more of Lea's mindset. Oh, I don't whack small children for whining, and I don't barge my way to the front of grocery queues, but I am the very first to admit that patience is NOT my long suit.

However.

Someone is trying very hard to prove to me that waiting quietly and patiently is going to pay off in the long run for me. Since this Prince of a fellow is someone I work with (a V.P. of all things!), it's annoying as slick snot to admit that he has been right about something. *grumbles*

But.

Slowly but surely, things at work are improving. VERY slowly. Like "moving a house from one side of town to the other on a flatbed truck" kind of slowly. "Snails making their way from New York to West Virginia" kind of slowly.

Now - you would think, knowing my joy in making quilts by hand, that my ability to deal with things coming together slowly would mean that I had patience....

Stop laughing Pirate. You too, Vio. No - really, I mean it. STOP LAUGHING.

See? They all know. I can count the number of things I have patience for on the fingers of one hand. But maybe... just maybe.... that VP is right about this....

On the other hand - just because I am paranoid doesn't mean everyone is NOT out to get me.