So Little to Do; So Much Time to Do It

Somehow I have nothing to do and can’t find the time to do it. I’m not sure how this happened. For thirty-four years, I had classes to teach, papers to grade, children to raise, occasional lunch dates, exercise classes to attend. I was organized because I had to be. I planned what I was going to wear the next day during the drive home from that day’s work. I started loads of laundry before I left, so I could put them in the dryer when I got home and fold them before it was time to sit down in front of the TV for a couple of hours to relax before going to bed, so I could get up and do it…