Waiting. Waiting, waiting, and...waiting.
Where is that UPS man? I paid for my order August 1st. Plenty of time for it to have been here by now. So, where is it? Every time I hear a car in the drive, I expect that brown truck. But no luck. I check the mail. Nothing.
Patience is not a strong character trait of mine. While I wait, I practice cake baking. I type. I look outside, checking the fence to make sure they didn't leave my package where the dogs would get it and chew it to pieces.
I type some more. I listen. And...I wait.