is making me wait.anyone remember that old jingle from Heinz ketchup...the one so thick and rich you waited eons for it to finally pour from the bottle? In the end you were so frustrated that you took a french fry, shoved it into the bottle, wiggled it around a bit and tried helping the ketchup on its tortoise-slow journey onto your plate....
That, I fear, will be the next few days for me. A slow, slow, slow decent towards my road trip this Friday. My worry is that I have no proverbial french fry to stick into the week to try and wiggle it to a close any faster.
I am stuck, bottle held upside down, shaking, shaking, shaking the bottle and waiting for that delicious drop of vacation to finally land on my plate. As one online philosopher so bluntly put it, "anticipation is just another word for unbearable waiting".
The open road becons and while I am sure it will be all the more sweeter when it finally arrives, I am still left with one conviction.........waiting sucks.