The Waiting Game
I hover around the postbox at around 12.30pm. He brings me a Lakeland catalogue, a bill, and a letter from France for the previous owners even though they moved out six years ago.
I refresh my email a dozen times.
I dial 1471 to see if they’ve rung while I’ve been out. I play old messages – the last one from someone who died a year ago. I leave it on there.
I get a missed call on my mobile from a number I don’t recognise. It’s a mum from nursery inviting my daughter to a party.
I scroll through Tweetdeck. It’s unlikely they’ll have contacted me that way but I look anyway.
What do you do when you’re waiting for news? What are your distraction techniques?