Limbo

Have you ever had those times when you feel like you're living in limbo?  That's me right now...waiting, with big things on the horizon.

I have not heard from Louisville about a potential job...but haven't heard if it's been filled (from my friends working there) either.

I have the all important neuro surgeon appointment Wednesday (was pushed from Monday because the doc had a conflict...more time waiting for me...thanks doc).

And bills kind of killed us this month, so I can't go to the grocery store, or any store for that matter.

So, I wait.

I'm waiting to cut my hair.  If I have to schedule surgery, it'll be short.  I don't want to deal with an incision on the back of my head with long hair.

I'm waiting to schedule any more vacation at work.

I'm waiting to buy sweaters for the winter.

And most of all...I'm waiting to find out when the pain I've endured for months will end.

I'm not very good at waiting.  Thought I would be, but in reality this limbo is killing me.  I don't know what to do with myself.  So...I'm doing a lot of killing time.  I've caught up with every TV show on-demand provides.  I'm making pies.  I'm spending a lot of time on Facebook. 

It's like I'm waiting for life to start...while trying to live life.  And it somehow makes me feel a little like I'm missing out.