I love anticipation. The idea of looking forward to something is nice. Bright spot and all that.
But I don't like waiting. When you've been in the cess pool for years, and you know that a nice clean swimming pool is just around the corner, makes you want to run as fast as your stubby legs will carry you. However, time only moves so fast and sometimes, it drags. This week it has been dragging in the most cruel sort of way.
I was even thinking "isn't there some way I could end up needing to take medical leave for a week?" Honestly, people should not be put in situations where they have to think like this! I want time to start flying and for May to get here. I love April, but I'm singing "Fare Thee Well" right about now!
I had a dream last night that for it was Wednesday (any old Wednesday) and for chapel they stuck me on a plane to Peru. I got to see all my kids but we had to go to their homes and I kept getting lost in the hills. Crazy dream!
The play opens in four weeks! Should be good, be sure to get your tickets early and often!