Patience

Firstly I have no patience....never have really but lately it seems I have needed it. I have been redoing my very small backyard since the beginning of April. It seems like forever. I had fresh soil brought in for the flower beds, topsoil for the lawn area and then with great impatience I planted the grass seed.....in April...the week before Easter. Now I knew this was too early, all my friends told me so but I wanted it done, I wanted my lawn.
I have watered and waited, waited and watered. I feel I did my bit. The sun however did not do it's part.
As the May long weekend approaches I sit here on my patio surrounded by the flowers in my freshly planted flower pots (Mother's Day weekend tradition) and I look out at what should be a wonderful green lawn. It isn't there. What I see is greenish...but it is green clumps of grass in amongst big spaces of dirt. Patience, I tell myself, the sun is now shining, the air is warm, the grass will grow, the empty spaces will fill with green. But I want to mow...I want it to have that nice cut lawn look...all even and tidy. I know if I attempt it, it will hurt the vunerable little wisps of grass that are still trying to poke their way up towards the sun. So I am waiting...til the weekend...til next week...til.....
I always was a very demanding child...when I wanted something, I wanted it right then and there and acted very inappropriately when I didn't get it fast enough. Now I have no control over the weather or my lawn...I have to be patient whether I want to or not....or do I?
SOD!!!