Saturday morning (life)

Today, I had big plans for productivity. I was going to go to the gym, go to the library, do some type of major household maintenance, and, oh, rid myself of any less than ideal personality traits. All before noon. Sometimes I make lists like that--over ambitious and unrealistic.

Now, it's 6 minutes from noon. Since I woke up, I've reintroduced oatmeal to my life, made some very good coffee, talked to sisters, and that's about it. While mentally ambitious, my body is not willing. Why get up and run around crazy like when you can sit down and enjoy the day.