Another lesson in patience

It's funny. When I first decided/was approved for the band, I couldn't contain myself. I wanted the new life immediately, I wanted it now now now and I could not stop thinking about what life would be like 2, 4 years from having the band inserted.

Looking back at my journey, I can see the whole bigger lesson in patience. It happened in its own time, my wishing and obsessing did nothing to hurry it, only making it seem longer.

Now I'm facing plastic surgery....facing it eagerly, I should say, and I just figured out that it will take me longer to comfortably afford it. I wanted it done by December, for my 33rd birthday, but what's another 3 months? The same kind of panicky there-has-to-be-a-way-I-can-have-what-I-want feeling that plagued me as a morbidly obese woman tried to grab me again with money and charging / financing this surgery before I was really ready to. I can't believe I'm so zen about it.

I guess the patience lesson is finally being learned :thumbup:

Oh my god I'm gonna have Plastic Surgery in the spring!! :tt2: What a killer summer I'm going to have!!