I have found a small cure for my hatred of waiting. If I am knitting, I am not waiting. This was evidenced last night while waiting(knitting) for my hair appointment. My hairdresser ran 20 minutes behind and I did not realize it till she started apologizing. I was turning the heel of my flame colored sock. I am actually a little annoyed when people call me in to appointments when I am in the middle of the row. What you can not be ready for me now. Wait till I finish this row then you will be ready for me.
Maybe I like to see the effect of my time. I did not have to wait for 10 minutes to be seated for dinner I finished a couple of rounds on my sock. Or maybe it is a release of energy, I know I pay attention better at church when I twiddle my thumbs. Don't judge me remember?