Sunday, June 2, 2013

Wasted Days And Wasted Nights

How does one define a wasted day? 

I think every day has something to offer.  Something to learn--a way to grow. But yesterday I actually think I wasted my day.  After making two trips to the grocery store, I ended up on the couch, where I stayed until I went to bed around 10:00.  I dozed in and out, and I can't really even say I watch television. It was on, but I was only staring at it, not really watching. I reminded myself of one of my elderly cats, who goes in and out of consciousness with no purpose, or anything to do. I'm not sure that I solved any life mysteries or dilemmas while i lay there.  Im not sure i accomplished anything!

So today I need to make up for my wasted Saturday.  Today I will make some things happen.  Today I will visit with Scarlet.  I will visit with my mother in law, Cher. Today I will live my life. No more wasted days.

1 comment:

Gordon said...

There's nothing wrong with relaxing. I do it as much as possible. There doesn't have to be a purpose to everything.