On Patience.

Remember at the end of October when I disappeared from my blog for a few days and spent my time watching Veronica Mars for countless hours on my laptop? I had to choose Veronica over my blog because I didn't have a DVD player.

Not that I didn't try to get a DVD player.

On the Thursday before that weekend, I ordered a DVD player from Amazon and paid extra to get it delivered Saturday.

Then it didn't come on Saturday. Or Monday. Nor Tuesday. I was steamed! I paid extra for that Saturday delivery, and my blog readers had to suffer because I wanted to finish Season 1 on my computer and couldn't blog at the same time.

Tuesday I complained. Amazon apologized and sent another DVD. It arrived Wednesday.

And the original DVD player arrived Thursday. Whoops.

Here's the funny part: I haven't opened either of them.

They sat unopened by the front door for a couple of weeks and then I moved them to this shelf by the laundry. I can't bring myself to open them because there might be cords involved. Or rearranging the things precariously balanced on the top of my TV. And there's two of them, and if I open one what will I do with the other one? It's overwhelming.

So they still sit. I've finished season 2 of Veronica Mars, also on my computer. Sometimes I am a little impatient without reason. Whoops.