Raise your hand if you can be impatient! My hand is up in the air. Patience is a funny thing. It’s there sometimes, and others, it’s as if I don’t even know what that word is! I am (generally) a pretty patient person. When it comes to my kids, my family, my day to day life, I have loads of patience. I’m not the type to lose my cool.
But if you are talking about patience with things that I want, it vanishes…whoosh, gone out the door! I’m in the middle of sewing a caravan tote (great pattern by Anna of noodle-head). It calls for two zippers so I first looked in my pile of vintage zippers I’ve had stored up from previous thrift store finds. None fit the bill. Next stop, the local big chain craft store. I stared at that wall of zippers for several minutes. I found the right size zippers, but none were actually what I wanted. But I wanted to finish sewing this bag now, so I bought two zippers that I didn’t love and was ready to sew this bag up!
When I got home though I was ready to kick myself. Why did I settle? Is this a bag I need now? no Did I have a deadline to finish sewing the bag? nope Those zippers that weren’t perfect for the bag are headed back to the store. I can patiently wait to find the right zipper for the job. I am not in such a hurry to churn out a new bag that I need to settle!
How are you with patience? Does it show up in some areas of your life but hide in others?