impatience

I don't think I'm a massively impatient person. I'm certainly not the road rage type, instead I'm cautious at junctions, and when caught in a traffic jam am frequently heard to rebut other people's protestations with "well I can't make it go any quicker" and "think of all this extra time you're getting to spend with the lovely people in this car" and other such phrases lacking in sympathy but at least making the best of the situation.

What I've found about making a decision to try and improve upon an aspect of myself is that it focuses the mind. So these last few days I've been noticing where it is I am not always patient, and so get to reflect on how I could maybe respond differently. I've also been noticing where I am reasonably patient :) I think the key may be to do with trying to view the situation from a perspective other than my own - this is something I'm pretty good at, so that bodes well.

And so when is it that I'm not so patient? Usually when the actions (or more commonly inactions!!) of others impact on what I want to do and they are just not doing it the way I'd do it ;) This is especially difficult when there are deadlines. So I can already foresee potential for impatience as tomorrow I have to drop my children in Preston before getting to work for 9.30. Tactics I've not yet employed so far this Lent but intend to make use of include counting to ten before saying something, in the hope I will reduce my shouting. I can see that from my children's perspectives it is difficult to be motivated to be out of the house so early on their holiday. I suspect tomorrow I'll be more pleased if I manage to not get annoyed, than if I manage to get to work on time!!

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Go me :) Yes I was late but I didn't get at all cross, as let's face it, it didn't really matter, I was able to stay behind late. And it's far much better to part on happy terms :D