Waiting
“Mom, I want to go out and play,” I said, feeling quite bored being stuck at home once again.
“I’m sorry dear,” was her quick reply. “You know you can’t go out yet. Especially today, I’m working on a special project.”
“But you’re always working on a special project,” was my retort. “Every day, every night you are doing something. If it’s not raining on someone else’s parade, It’s playing with fire or blowing something away. How come you get all the fun and I have to stay home with dad. All he ever does is sit around all day getting older. Borrring!”
Mom looked at me with forlorn eyes. There really wasn’t much she could do. After all, there wasn’t much I could do outside. It wasn’t in my nature to do the things that she did and as for my father, I guess I was expected to follow in his footsteps, but did you see all of the things he screwed up this year. He was aging faster than anyone has ever aged. I’d be surprised if he lasted another month the way he is going. And mom didn’t help. Her messing around all over the world certainly made things worse.
So what was I to do? Learn from my father’s mistakes? He tried to take it slowly, but boy did that not work out. The more he dragged on the worse it got. It would have been nice if he had some support from other people or mom. Some people tried to help my dad pass time, but others, just ignored him and my mom or worked against them. That didn’t help at all.
I understand that there is a new group of people that are willing to work with me and my mom to try and make my life more fun. I certainly look forward to that. Unfortunately, dad just crawls along. And mom, even though she knows I should take the controls from dad on January 1st, said that I won’t be effective at all until January 20th for whatever reason.
I guess I just have to wait my turn. But boy, do I have plans, once I’m in charge. Beware world; I’m planning on having a good time. I’ve even convinced my mom to let me help her some. I plan to work hard and with all those new people so that when I get old, everyone will remember what a great person I was. And when I have a kid, they will have a good example follow for generations to come.
“Mom, can’t I go out just a little bit, so I’m ready to take over?” I asked again, ready to sneak out.
“Your time will come. You just have to be patient. Now don’t you go sneaking out on me, you know it’s not easy to fool me.”
“Okay,” I replied. I guess I will see you all next year.
