Is there anything more aggravating than waiting? It seems that I am always waiting for something or someone these nights.
- Just the other afternoon I wasted three hours waiting for a company that was supposed to give us a estimate on a new roof only to get a call from him saying he would be out the next afternoon.
I try to be understanding but my patience level is diminishing abruptly these nights. It seems like I am destined to live with other people’s timetables instead of my own. The latest thing that had me waiting is the paint in our new washroom. I needed to install the new molding and my buddy and I needed the second layer of paint to be completely dry. I only had one afternoon off to complete the transformation and it seemed to be taking forever. I was pacing around the room when my partner suggested that I plug in the portable heater and close the door. The added heat in the room would make the paint dry out quicker and after that I could complete the job by the end of the afternoon. This was the best idea I had ever heard. I headed to the garage and grabbed the heater. Within a short time the paint was dry enough to glue down the molding along the floor. At least this was one situation where my waiting was split short. I wish I had that easy of a solution for all the other times I waste hours with less successful results. Maybe if they ever invent a portable time machine that will happen.
