I feel like those gulls right now.  I’m on high alert, waiting.  I’ve got the Minnie 15K coming up in 11 days.  Woohoo!  Walt Disney World!  But I’m ready to go NOW!

Once I get back from The World, I’ll start training for the Baltimore Marathon, which is just a lead-in to the Goofy Challenge.  Woohoo!  My first marathon!  But I’m ready to go NOW!

I’m also preparing to move to the coast.  Woohoo!  No more below-freezing days!  But I’m ready to go NOW (pesky real estate slump)!

Waiting is the worst - maybe not for everyone, but definitely for me.  I despise limbo.  For years, Scott encouraged me to go deer hunting with him.  I know that, to him, having a deer hunting wife would be the ultimate trophy (“Your wife lets you go hunting?  That’s nothing!  My wife GOES hunting!”)  I also know, however, when to stay home.  Getting up at 4am to sit and wait on a deer is not my idea of a good time.  He has finally given up (wised up?) and hopes to get Sarah Kate interested instead.

No, waiting is not my thing.