Kirsten's Desk |
"We'll get along fine as long as you don't come between me and my coffee." |
I’m waiting for some news.
This is NOT potentially devastating news. I’m not waiting for test results, or waiting to hear how a loved one is doing in surgery. I’m merely waiting for news that’s either good or disappointing.
If it’s good, I’ll be really happy and the holiday will be made. If it’s disappointing I’ll be gracious, and tonight I’ll go home and slam back some liquid self-pity. But tomorrow I’ll get up and go about my normal routine. As if I’d never been waiting at all.
Hardly seems worth getting this anxious, really.
