Simply impatient

We had two showings on Saturday. I didn't sleep much on Friday because I was up late cleaning and then there is the baby waking early of course. Then last night was awful, tossing, turning, praying. I was here at the house working for one of the showings. The potential buyers were here for a half hour. Now that I think of it, they could have been toying with me. Knowing I'd be stewing over their long stay. At one point I listened as hard as I could to hear. The agent was listing when the addition was built and the basement finish and then I heard the wife say "I like the gate here and on the deck and the baby room" and the husband said "so this is 3004 finished sq ft? Then I thought they might be headed back down for a second look at the lower level so I ducked back in and took a deep breath.
I want so badly to be moving and changing the situation for some silly happenings around here. Like when I got home from the YMCA last night. I wanted to make a smoothie protein shake but the blender would have woke up the kids. In the middle of the night I wanted to make tea and do my bible study, but the microwave could have woke up the kids. My daughter is always being scolded for clothing the door to loud during nap time. My husband freaks out about the safety of having beginning walker by the stairs with the dog. I would like to not hear the train anymore. I would like to not squish to get the kids in the car seat. I would like to not worry about running the fireplace and the baby getting burned. Just a bunch of little things.
There is not better time to sit and spew about then on Halloween when I am sitting in the foyer waiting to give out candy because it is a pain to run up and down the stairs for each group of kids.
I know I need to end this entry with gratitude. I am grateful to have a safe, secure home over our heads. I am grateful my husband is employed in this tough economy. I am grateful for our neighbors. I love them, they are all so great and we can really count on them. We have a great location in town and I have all my gardens. Blah blah...blah. I am blessed though. This I know.
More will be revealed. God is never late, his timing is perfect and .... HIS will be done, not mine.