Waiting

Posted on Tuesday, January 9th, 2018 at 11:40 pm

With school and church way on the other side of town, I spend a lot of time waiting and trying to be productive on the go. I spend a lot more time in this Walmart parking lot than I care to cop to, but it’s convenient and free.

Being a local digital nomad has its challenges. I try to avoid having to drive across town more than one round trip a day and more than two round trips is forbidden. There’s a list of a few places that I can plant myself without wearing out my welcome, but they’re few and far between.

1) McDonalds – they actually have little signs up outside that ask you to limit your visit to half an hour. It doesn’t seem to apply to the old white guys holding court there every morning, so I think they did that to keep the homeless guys from hanging out all day. However, I sometimes look more homeless than hipster, so I avoid Micky D’s.

2) Port City Java – the local coffee chain is alway welcoming, but their location here is incredibly small and cramped.

3) Chick-fil-a – Nice, but I hate taking up a table there all day

4) The library – the most friendly place, but there’s only one table that is anywhere near an outlet and there’s this one guy that is *always* sitting there.

The Walmart parking lot really isn’t that bad, but I feel kinda creepy sitting there trying not to be noticed. Sometimes, it’s worth the drive halfway back across town to hit a Starbucks or another PCJ, but still.

Today, I only had an hour and a half to burn before I had to pick up the offspring and take him to get his ingrown toenail de-ingrown, which is really enough time to answer emails and figure out what I need to work on once I get back to the house. Depending on the day I usually end up feeling like I’m in the way of the sitter we have with Mom.

I don’t spend a lot of time wondering what things would be like if our life was different. Mostly because I don’t have time to wonder, but also it just saps the energy out of me when I do. I’ve been reading Ecclesiastes this week and let me tell you, Eating, Drinking and Enjoying your work sounds like some fine goals for life at 48.

The Offspring and I spend a lot of time talking this evening about life, church, and plans for the future. I tried to let him know that as big as it may seem to him right now, the future isn’t that big a deal and it all tends to work out in the end. Yeah, we’ve got a responsibility to participate but getting it right or wrong isn’t as problematic as it seems when you’re sitting there with your whole life ahead of you.

Where you go to college, what your major is going to be, who you’re going to marry, what job you’re going to have, where you’re going to live… man, we just don’t have to figure all of this out before the freshman year is over. Man plans and God laughs. Our future rarely looks like what we think we want it to be, so better to just embrace the moments as they come. We’ll get where we’re going to be when we get there and not a moment before.