Waiting...

I'm waiting for the storm to come.

Not in a weird Q Anon "the storm is coming" sort of way, but in an actual there is a storm coming and I'm waiting for it.

The weekend has been really lovely. Sunshiney, warm, but with cooler mornings so we were able to get a chunk of yard work done before it got hot. Today Brent has been working on finishing up a few of the yard projects he wanted to get done and I've been doing normal Monday stuff. All while watching the skies to see when the storm was going to hit.

For him it's so he can finish what he wants to finish. For me to see if I can skip watering the flower baskets. So same...except he's working and I'm avoiding work. But you know, same.

It made me think about how many times in life we are "all" waiting for something but for different reasons. Like summer vacation when you were in school. You were waiting for it super excited for that break with no school. Your teachers were waiting for it because those last few weeks of the school year are TORTURE for them trying to refocusing summer starved kids. Your parents were waiting for it trying to decide if they had covered all of their bases with the child care/camps they would need if both of them worked, or the balance of fun and activities if one of them stayed home.

Everyone waiting for summer break. Everyone with different expectations.

And then the general how much time do we spend waiting for something to happen? Like, that storm is going to come or it isn't. I could have spent the morning just sitting and waiting. Brent could have put off the projects because he was waiting. Instead we did things while we waited. Same amount of time, same amount of waiting, but it felt like the time passed quicker, and we will feel like we accomplished more than just waiting.

Not that just waiting isn't sometimes the right choice. Embracing the wait. Slowing down and sitting with the time. My cardio workout today ended with a short seated meditation. Just sitting quietly, doing nothing, not moving, waiting. Since I was just sitting there Tig jumped up into my lap to be cuddled. Sometimes doing nothing isn't going to happen...

Which he's back in my lap while I'm trying to finish this up, so I'll be done with it as well.

Whatever you're waiting on, I hope it comes to fruition and that maybe you can even skip watering the flower baskets...

Oh, and there are the first raindrops. Perfect.