And I am a microwave girl

I recently heard someone refer to our current society as a microwave world and I've been pondering on it ever since. It's true, don't you think? We want things when we want them and when we want them is usually right now. Logically we all know that good things take time; we just don't want them to take time for us personally. Instead of planning and waiting and working and cultivating, we want a microwave solution: fast and cheap, even if it's not necessarily good for us.

I'd love to drop ten pounds. Ten pounds! That's not a lot of weight, right? So why don't I just do it already? It's because I don't want it to happen in five weeks. I don't want it to happen in two weeks. Flip, I can't even wait until Wednesday! I want to skip my mid-afternoon chocolate fix for one measly day and I want the scale to miraculously read 150 the next morning. And when it doesn't, I give up because it's all just too much for me. After one day.

I want a yard. Man, do I want a yard! And when do I want my yard? This summer, of course. I want grass in the front and grass in the back (who cares if we're sitting on over an acre - it can't be that much work, can it?), lilac bushes lining the driveway, a patio out the back door, raspberry plants to the left and a garden to the right. All before Labor Day. (And while I'm at it, I want to learn to garden by then, too.) Never mind that the yard I'm picturing in my head will be, at the very least, a three-year endeavor. I want it all now.

I want to go to SeaWorld. And Disneyland. I want to visit Europe. I want to write a book. I want to learn to sew. I want to own a four-wheeler. I want to go horseback riding again. I want, I want, I want. And when I look at my list, it doesn't seem impossible. Not even close. But I tend to look at my list in terms of six months or a year. And then it is impossible. So then I don't even try. Listen, I'm not saying to put things off until the infamous "someday," but maybe learn how to pace yourselves a little, okay? Don't buy into the microwave myth! Good things really do take time. You can't have it all right here, right now. (Um, sorry, I don't know how this turned into a lecture. I'm really talking to myself, here. It's just that I'm a mom. Lecturing is in my job description.)

Anyway, where was I? Oh, yes. The moral of my story.

Just because I live in a microwave world doesn't mean I have to eat pizza rolls. With a little time and patience and good old fashioned hard work, I can have the real thing. Just hold the anchovies.