The Waiting Game

~ Gottfried

We’re all waiting for something. All things will come to the person who waits, provided they know what they’re are waiting for. My advice, never keep anyone long and don’t wait too long. Waiters and quitters have just a slight difference but a common end. Waiting for the movie to start before eating your popcorn is the hardest thing ever. Especially when it’s coated in caramel. The hardest part about making dinner is waiting for the delivery man.

Waiting is still an occupation. It is having nothing to wait for that is terrible. Waiting and hoping are the whole of life, and as soon as a dream is realized it is destroyed. Waiting is a sin against both the time that is still to come. Things may come to those who wait, but only the things left by those who hustle. Waiting is not mere empty hoping. It has the inner certainty of reaching the goal. It may look like I’m doing nothing, but I’m actively waiting for my problems to go away.

Waiting is a trap. It is a sin against the moments you’re currently disregarding. There will always be reasons to wait. The truth is, there are only two things in life, reasons, and results, and reasons simply don’t count. There is nothing to be gained by waiting for a better situation. You see where you are and you do what you can with that. What we are waiting for is not as important as what happens to us while we are waiting. Trust the process.

If you are waiting for anything to live and love without holding back, then you suffer. Every moment is the most important moment of your life. No future time is better than now to let down your guard and love. People wait all week for Friday, all year for summer, all life for happiness. I do hate when I forget to press send and I’m seating there like an idiot, waiting for a reply. Love is around the corner, better things come to those who don’t give up.

You usually have to wait for that which is worth waiting for. And that’s why everyone waits quietly at restaurants. I would not sit waiting for some value tomorrow, or for something to happen. If you do, you could wait for a lifetime. I would make something happen. Or tomorrow. Or the day after. You get the point! I’m not lazy, I’m waiting for inspiration to hit me…should be any minute now. The best things come to those who believe. And with that, I’m ready to open a church.

Don’t wait! Start on your dreams, your impulses, your longings, your special occasions today. Because this is your moment. If you wait to do everything until you’re sure it’s right, you’ll probably never do much of anything. If you wait, all that happens is that you get older. Don’t wait for your ship to come in, swim out to it. If you’re waiting for me to give a shit about you, better pack a lunch. It’s gonna be a while.

To whatever you are waiting for. Peace of mind, contentment, grace, the inner awareness of simple abundance. It will surely come to you, but only when you are ready to receive it with an open and grateful heart. Can I get a hallelujah? They say good things come to those who wait. It’s your choice whether or not to believe that crap. Get patience. Patience is not the ability to wait, but the ability to keep a good attitude while waiting. If you’re waiting for a sign…

THIS IS IT

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  7. My husband’s absolute loathing is the habitually unpunctual person.

    Got held up at the vets today due to an emergency rushed in and the vet had to deal with and I’m there furiously sending him a text from inside the surgery “Not gone in yet – vet had emergency to deal with go get a brew and don’t be cross”

    He gets properly annoyed as well (only thing that really bugs him) and if we’re delayed or kept waiting without good reason he gets all school head teacher tone of voice “Do you think your time is more valuable than mine?”

    Seldom he gets annoyed over anything but when he does we all duck out “Oooooooossssh… kids take cover your Dad has been kept waiting and he’s VERY. NOT. HAPPY”

    I don’t wait in for deliveries but we’re lucky and have courier drivers and postmen that know the drill. Open door, sling package down hallway and close quickly before dogs get out.

    I don’t want in pubs or restaurants for friends or family who are fashionably late and can’t even be arsed to text or call with an excuse. You’re not there within 15 mins we’re headed off without you for the evening.

    I would not hang around or give habitually late staff longer than 10 mins until covering their shift and sending them home if and when they eventually arrived. If others can catch two buses and walk half a mile to be here on time to work their shifts – almost always getting there ten minutes early for the handover – there’s no excuse for someone that lives a two minute walk away to be late. Go home and cry about it but try being on time for your next shift then you won’t have to go home and cry about it again.

    My older horse (now retired but a former cross country and endurance champ) would not always wait for the whistle to blow at the starting box which had us almost disqualified before we even set off a few times. If he was in a hurry and decided to go the shorter, direct route he would not wait for anyone – man nor beast – to get out of his way.

    Once jumped a small border terrier, cleared a field gate and small ditch on the landing side with one giant enormous leap like “Nah… no hanging around for this lot to move it’s a goddamn cross country course Charlotte this is our shit they move for us mate”

    Slamming through hedges, snapping of branches and trees and sticks and shit flying all over because he was too bloody impatient and wouldn’t wait.

    Waiting is not for everyone.

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    1. I don’t know who I’m for fascinated by. Your husband or the failed race horse.

      I do share your sentiment on moving on with activities instead of waiting for a habitual late comer friend.

      But you’re right about the last part, waiting isn’t for everyone.

      Unfortunately, they don’t get to decide.

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      1. Horse won at the world I don’t think he really failed or came up short once to be honest but that was kind of the problem. I’d want him to go steady away and pace himself over a long course. He wanted to go straight down the direct route, fastest fences and had no time to waste or patience when it came to obstacles on the course including dogs, small children even other horses and riders.

        One thing he did unbelievably well was change position mid-air halfway over fences when he realised a rider in front of us had taken a tumble. God only knows how but Razz managed to clock a tumbled rider halfway over a fence, change his landing position mid-air and make sure we hit the landing side without squashing anyone.

        Despite how he might otherwise sound he was the safest, most reliable and solid horse and I never once worried putting the kids on him when they were young. Like sitting in a big comfy armchair when you’re just hacking and riding around for fun.

        It’s when we were competing at trials and he heard starting box count down we had problems “C’MON BITCH LESS DO THIS LEEEEEROY JEEEENKINS!!!”

        Anyway I’m off to pick up my new car now. It has actual things that work yeeeee all excited 🙂

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          1. Razz when I wanted to go over a small stream and avoid high, harder fences until we’re settled.

            “Nah sod that – look if I go over this we skip four fences and get home with no time faults and win again. Screw that bitch we’re doing this one”

            Me – OH RAZZLE FFS!!”

            Then when Hannah rode him as a kid and had to kick like frig to get him just walking cos her little legs were like flies.

            “No.. not going any faster you’re only a smol one” 🙂

            Perfect gent and an utter twat all in one.

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  10. Reblogged this on Redvince's Weblog and commented:
    It’s also my thoughts, sometimes I jam you, but then you start again and you put yourself in the game again, with the hope that this time it will get better. Stopping is dying.

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