I should take a few hours to rest in the sunbeams, breathe deeply, kick my shoes off, and start reading a new book with no deadline, no purpose but pleasure. It's a scandal, being lazy and useless in the middle of the day. I'll call it taking care of myself. I'll think of it as a mentally healthy way to handle yet another Vermont winter day. Murphy jumps onto my lap and licks my hand.
Life is good, even better when it has a little love in it - even warm puppy love.
Today's list can just wait. I remember that all the duties on that list are jobs I wanted to do. It's the writing job I asked for, the calls I wanted to make, the plan to write that brings more good work to do. Good work for a winter day - the one coming tomorrow. Only 29 days till spring.