Waiting. All our lives we seem to be waiting on something. Waiting for work to finish. Waiting for Christmas to come. Waiting for visitors to arrive. Waiting for holidays to begin. Waiting.
Then it seems that when the thing you are waiting on arrives, it is gone before you know it and that little blip in time becomes a memory, further and further distant as the days, months and years go by.
I am of course being a little extravagant in my descriptions and my tone has been dictated by the fact that I have been waiting again this morning. Waiting for our new dining room chairs to arrive!
We have in fact been waiting for months for them to appear. Linda paid a considerable sum for them at Frisco Furniture several months ago and they failed to turn up! After a bit of wrangling and a few phone calls we found out there was a supply line problem that was the fault of the suppliers and they would finally be coming today, in time for Christmas.
So once again, courtesy of my 2pm start time, I am the designated receiver of services.
They arrived a short time ago in a Frisco truck, delivered by two laconic fellows, whose lack of conversational skills would not have been out of place in ancient Sparta, and whose appearance would put them in line for acting roles as extras in any series of “Underbelly”.
The chairs themselves are fine, contemporary style, quite acceptable. I’m not sure if they compliment our old, handmade, lacquer covered table as it is a bit of a deeper, richer brown than the chairs so perhaps a new table will be on the agenda shortly too. I will wait with bated breath for my companion’s opinion on how the chairs and table match up and if we need to further accessorise.
So waiting around this morning got me thinking about how much time we waste, waiting. As you can imagine there is a lot of waiting going on at the Canberra Mail Centre as the inexorable countdown to our knockoff time on Friday continues.
Sure we work, in fact we are working very hard at the moment and I must say I am very impressed with the effort most of the staff are putting in but we are all still waiting for the end to come and the Christmas break to begin.
Of course it won’t be the end for the year for most as the majority of staff, myself included will have to front up again for a couple of days next week. Then of course it will be waiting for the New Year to dawn and for me I will see in 2012 in Auckland, New Zealand. And yes, I can’t wait for that and the five weeks of leave that follow it!
So waiting constitutes a huge part of our lives and that isn’t too much of a strain. As long as you make the most of what you are waiting for when it arrives. And make sure the memories of it are worth the wait!
have a good day.
Then it seems that when the thing you are waiting on arrives, it is gone before you know it and that little blip in time becomes a memory, further and further distant as the days, months and years go by.
I am of course being a little extravagant in my descriptions and my tone has been dictated by the fact that I have been waiting again this morning. Waiting for our new dining room chairs to arrive!
We have in fact been waiting for months for them to appear. Linda paid a considerable sum for them at Frisco Furniture several months ago and they failed to turn up! After a bit of wrangling and a few phone calls we found out there was a supply line problem that was the fault of the suppliers and they would finally be coming today, in time for Christmas.
So once again, courtesy of my 2pm start time, I am the designated receiver of services.
They arrived a short time ago in a Frisco truck, delivered by two laconic fellows, whose lack of conversational skills would not have been out of place in ancient Sparta, and whose appearance would put them in line for acting roles as extras in any series of “Underbelly”.
The chairs themselves are fine, contemporary style, quite acceptable. I’m not sure if they compliment our old, handmade, lacquer covered table as it is a bit of a deeper, richer brown than the chairs so perhaps a new table will be on the agenda shortly too. I will wait with bated breath for my companion’s opinion on how the chairs and table match up and if we need to further accessorise.
So waiting around this morning got me thinking about how much time we waste, waiting. As you can imagine there is a lot of waiting going on at the Canberra Mail Centre as the inexorable countdown to our knockoff time on Friday continues.
Sure we work, in fact we are working very hard at the moment and I must say I am very impressed with the effort most of the staff are putting in but we are all still waiting for the end to come and the Christmas break to begin.
Of course it won’t be the end for the year for most as the majority of staff, myself included will have to front up again for a couple of days next week. Then of course it will be waiting for the New Year to dawn and for me I will see in 2012 in Auckland, New Zealand. And yes, I can’t wait for that and the five weeks of leave that follow it!
So waiting constitutes a huge part of our lives and that isn’t too much of a strain. As long as you make the most of what you are waiting for when it arrives. And make sure the memories of it are worth the wait!
have a good day.
Strange Notations From a Laborious Life 