Waiting

Sometimes my whole life seems like an endless series of waitings.
Some waitings are long term, as waiting for the monthly thing to go away forever(trust me, I don't care about wrincles and gray hair at that point).
Some waitings are shorter like waiting for January.. waiting for next time I can visit family and friends or they can visit me, waiting for summer to take a hike so i can breathe again.
There is the shorter waitings too. Like my cigarette comming in the mail, payday, my two days off work, the classes I look so much forward to AT work and even the micro waitings.. the laundry being done so I can have a warm shower.
I have done some really hard waitings in my days, the nine months wait TWICE befor I could hold my precious sons in my arms,  the year I had to go back to Sweden after Phillip asked me to marry him before I could come back to stay, the half year and some waiting for my greencard almost did my head in..
I am not saying I don't enjoy the now, just that I am sick of all the friggen waiting..