Impatience or Depression?

I think I am the most impatient person on this planet. I do not understand why David hasn't called me. I am beginning to think that God was indeed teasing me about this whole thing. I am already taking happy pills, (3 a day!) and this isn't helping! I talked to him on Christmas Day because I called him. We talked for about 10 minutes. I hope things get better after he takes the second part of his big test on Monday. If not, I give up.

I have had a really big problem being content with things lately. I hate it that when I go home for the holidays I am the only one there without a family. That sucks! I realize that I am pretty self-sufficient, but when I look at my house I get depressed thinking that it was all I could afford. I didn't even pay for my own car! My parents got if for me for Christmas a few years ago. I hate to think what I would be driving if I had to buy my own. Right now my dogs are the only things I am proud of...how sad is that?

Here I Go...

I am at the point of no return. I officially want to have David's children! He came to church in his scrubs AGAIN and my heart stopped beating! We are going to get together this next weekend, too! He wants me to call him this week. If he hadn't been on call this morning and had to go back to the hospital, I think we would've gone to lunch after church. Holy cow! I don't know whether to be excited or nervous about this whole thing. He better not have a nurse on the side!