#oneaday, Day 183: The Waiting Game

After something bad happens, it takes time for things to fall into place. While you’re thinking about the bad thing that happened, it seems like an eternity before anything will fall into place and make things seem the slightest bit good again. But then things do start falling into place. And the problem then is that they don’t do it fast enough. You can see your final destination, but you’re not getting there quick enough. There’s a big chasm made of time in the way.

Whoo, deep, huh?

Take now. I’ve pretty much almost totally nearly in a way kind of 95.7% decided what my next step is going to be. I know I said I’d do it by Day 200. But why wait?

Answer: because I have to. In order to take said next step that I’m 95.7% pretty much almost totally nearly in a way kind of decided about, I have to wait. Specifically, until next week. Next Wednesday is one of those Important Days that will determine what happens next. I’m not going to say anything about it for fear of jinxing it or anything. But let’s just say that the outcome of that day should hopefully determine my immediate future at the very least. Which is good. Knowing one’s immediate future is good. Knowing one’s immediate future is a positive thing is even better, and a positive outcome on this particular day in question will ensure a positive immediate future. I can’t speak for the long term, but right now, immediacy is what it’s all about. Hah. “Right now, immediacy is what it’s all about”. Clever.

So I must wait. It’s like I’ve got the Mac OS X pinwheel or the Windows hourglass/swirly Windows 7 thing in front of my life saying “WAIT! STOP! THINK! NO! DON’T THINK! I KNOW YOU KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING BUT I’M GOING TO MAKE YOU WAIT ARBITRARILY!”. And there’s no way to Ctrl-Alt-Del/Alt-Cmd-Esc out of this waiting period. And turning off isn’t an option. I… wait, where was I going with this?

Oh right, waiting. Yes, it sucks. And we’re taught that from an early age. Birthdays. Christmas. Easter. “It’ll come quicker if you go to bed”. No it won’t. Unless I sleep until next Wednesday? That’s a distinct possibility, though ultimately unproductive and probably bad for… well, everything. Later in life we wait for a response from job applications (which rarely comes), feedback from interviews (I was supposed to have a response from the interview I went to on Friday today, for example, and haven’t) and to receive a text back from someone we fancy or to get a scary official letter or to find out if we can buy a house or if our finance has been accepted or… you see where this is all going.

An estimated 85% of our lives (I may have made that up. Which, technically, counts as an estimate.) is spent waiting. Wouldn’t it be great if we could just say “I’ve decided this! What do you think?” and someone could say “Yes!” or “No!” and then we could get on with something else. I’m pretty sure everyone would get a whole lot more done that way.

But no. Instead we sit here clockwatching.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

Boom.