In the past week four different people have said that they have nothing to do. Four. Also someone (who doesn't have children) said, "You're not busy, right? You don't have a 9 to 5?"
I felt like smacking each one of these people.
(Apparently charitable thoughts are inversely proportional to being busy as a bee.)
When I think about each one of those people though, and what I know about them, I wouldn't trade places with them for anything.
I may long sometimes to have "nothing to do," but the things that make me busiest, are those that make me happiest.
I need to keep remembering that. Especially when my To Do list makes me want to hyperventilate.
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