It's hard to write when you're sad

I am probably the most impatient person on the face of the earth. I can handle here and now situations like traffic, two year olds, the elderly. It's the stuff that i have to wait years to realize that are the hardest to accept.
I want a functional degree now. I don't want to have to wait two years to do it or more. I want a job that i am perpetually happy with now. I don't want to have to wait the weeks or months that it takes to find anther one. I want to be happy forever right now. I don't want to have to wait for all of these things to come to fruition in order for me to be happy.
So in my impatience, i become more unhappy. And it is really, really hard for me to wait for the next best thing. Very hard to know that in order to get the job that i need to have and want to have, i'll have to go back to school. There is no way around it, if there were, i guarantee i would have found it by now as school is my least favorite thing to do in the whole wide world.
At the moment, i have a few, quite a few feelers out for changes of direction in my life. Most of them are things that will take weeks if not months to see results from. The waiting is agonizing, and being able to make more money and do better things hinges on waiting.
So the bottom line of all of this is that when i find myself in these holding patterns, i get extremely depressed. Unbelievably sad. It's times like that when i'm glad i have a dog that must be walked because otherwise somedays i may not leave my house. It's that bad.
I hold onto my faith and the fact that "All things work together for the good of them that love the Lord." Because it's true.
My life is constantly in transition, hence the name Turning Points, but i've learned that adaptability is a strength. It's something that i hold onto and that gets me through these waiting periods however long they may be.
I keep reminding myself that something better is around the corner. And most of all that i am not alone in all of this. My friends are great, but usually, honestly, not very much help. I hang my heart on the fact, the absolute fact that God loves me more than anything, absolutely anything in this world. And because of that, my life is worth something.