The Art of Doing Nothing
|Hillside pasture here on the farmette.|
Yesterday my daughter wrote a list for her daily activities. She had already asked me if we, "had", to go anywhere and I assured her that no, thankfully we did not. Our weekdays are so busy that a free weekend is a blessing.
Her list went as follows:
She followed the list down to the letter. With her batteries recharged, I have no doubt she will be ready for Monday morning.
I need to follow her example a bit more.