I hate waiting for things I cannot control. The two big ones:
1.) Waiting to see if the new apartment works out or is hell on Earth and I come crawling back to my current building in a year.
And much more importantly:
2.) Waiting for the phone call from my mother to say that my sister has headed for the hospital. She's due tomorrow and at yesterday's doctor appointment was 2 cm dilated and he could feel baby Alexis's head. She may live five hours away, but the bag is packed and I will kill myself attempting to get up there in time if at all possible.
*LOL* I can't even CONCENTRATE I'm so excited!