I am waiting for my publisher, who I perceive has grown too big for his britches. He has so many irons in the fire, I don’t feel important or appreciated at all. I sent my third book to be published in April, 2017. It’s August tomorrow.
I must keep a peaceful outlook, look at all the pretty flowers.
I’m waiting for a major answered prayer.
I’m waiting for an outfit I ordered from Old Pueblo Traders, it’s back-ordered.
I’m waiting for a certain pair of shoes.
I’m waiting for my cats to all behave and go potty where they are supposed to.
I’m waiting for my particular doctor appt. It’s August and he is only in, in our town, 7 weeks from now. Glad it’s not life or death……
I went to get prescription glasses July 10. They said the glasses would be done and ready to be picked up in a week. Still waiting…………..
Waiting for my daughter to come to her senses and get married. She should know better than to live like she’s married, letting God see what all she’s doing.
Waiting for hubby to have time for me…….
Some people could go berserk waiting all the time…….ALL the time……..why can’t folks get things to people like me when I have been told things would be headed my way?!?!?