I just wanted to share this. I sent my DH an e-mail telling him how frustrated and stressed I am because our life is in limbo at the moment waiting for our buyer to decide and I am worried as our Nanny is leaving at the end of June and I can't find alternative childcare as we don't know where we will be. So I told him to cheer me up.
He replied with this:
You are now, I'm afraid, in a most useless place.
The Waiting Place...
Waiting for a survey to be written
or the buyer to agree
or waiting around before you are smitten
or waiting, perhaps, to be able to plan
or for an architect, or a builder man
or a childminder, or a better school
or an Epsom future, or a garden with a swimming pool.
You are just waiting.
That's not for you!
Somehow you'll escape
all that waiting and staying.
You'll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.
Its from Oh the Places You'll Go by Dr Seuss which we read to DS a lot so this actually made me cry with happiness as I was reminded again that whatever happens my life is pretty awesome.
Anyway, I thought the poem might be good for others too (as well as a shameless showing off of my awesome DH!)
PS - the new house doesn't have a swimming pool but I guess he couldn't find anything else to rhyme 