I’ve grown to love the solitude of Sunday mornings.  We wake up and the pot of coffee immediately goes on.  Five minutes later Sheila, Molly the Wonder Dog and I are sitting in my home office.  Molly’s already back to sleep, simply because that’s what this dog does when she’s not chasing tennis balls.  Sheila’s sitting at her desk working on her crossword puzzle and I’m being an intermittent enabler, helping her cheat, using Wikipedia and Google to find some of the harder answers.   

Somewhere in the midst of the wonderful calmness of the morning I find time to ponder the meaning of life, stare at my whiteboard, the computer, catch up on my reading and enjoy a moment or two with absolutely no priorities.  It’s something I too often failed to do in my previous life.

As strange as this sounds, I think there are too many of us failing to prioritize a time to just have no priorities!    You have to think about that for a little while, but it really does make sense.   So, through my bizarre thought process this morning and being one step away from needing to be committed,  give your creative juices the opportunity to just flow and ponder anything you’d like.    My suggestion will meet your grandmother’s definition of wasting time, but maybe we just need that luxury now and then.