I don’t consider myself the patient type. It seems as if life is always trying to teach me to be more patient. Why was the driver in front of me only going 44 MPH in a 45 zone when everyone else knows 50 is new 45 – LOL. When I go to the market I inevitably pick the lane where someone decides to pay by check. Sometimes I feel like saying put it on my tab – that’s crossing the line for an intervention. Life refuses to listen to my complaints. Maybe I’ll make patience a new year’s resolution. Can’t do it, it will take too long to happen. I hope you’ve more patience than me. From what I hear it’s supposed to be a good thing.