All day I thought of my to-do list which is a mile long. Well, let me rephrase. Occasionally, throughout the day, I thought I should get some checkmarks onto my yellow pad of itemized to-do items. I thought about. Then sent about ten emails. Then I did one item. I sank into the couch. It’s tiring about thinking about those long lists.

I looked outside and the sun was shining. I wanted to get something done. Yet my back and legs didn’t want to cooperate.

I looked at responses and heard outrageous stories every 10 minutes or do. I want to rip up the list and say goodbye.

I then sang a song that enlivened me. I sang and pranced. A phone ring woke me up. Now it was time to concentrate.