Reconnecting

Last night I reconnected with a college roommate. (Facebook does have it's redeeming qualities!) We haven't talked in years, but it was as if no time had passed between us. We "chatted" till late into the night, and reminisced about the "old days" when life was simple. I was lucky enough to have good roommates with whom I made some great memories.
Karrie reminded me of a time when I was working on a paper for a class when a couple of my roommates, who were goofing around, knocked the plug for the computer out of the outlet. This was in the early days of the computer, when autosave didn't prevent loss of information. She was amazed at how well I handled that situation. It made me think.
Where did that patience go? Because if you asked my kids, I doubt they would tell you they have seen that kind of patience out of me. And really, who deserves my patience more than the fruit of my loins?
Alright, so I know it's in there. Buried deep within me is the patient gal I used to be. Now the next step is to pull her out and dust her off. She is probably a little rusty, too, so a little "oil" might be necessary (I recommend chocolate). But nevertheless, she is in there somewhere. And it's time she kicked out the tired, impatient old grump I am becoming and take back over!
Thanks Karrie!