"Homeland Security Begins at Home"

This morning I read about Welsh Indians. What a way to begin a day.

It's past three in the afternoon, and I haven't really gotten around to any of the things I was - am - supposed to be doing and get done today. The sunlight's fading from a beautiful day, and regret sets in. Perhaps 'guilt' is a better word. When your whole week is crammed to the rafters with the Busy, it's easy to feel guilty when the weekend rolls round and you simply don't have the energy or the wherewithal to do anything constructive or useful. Like the dishes or the laundry. Or going for that walk and enjoying the sunshine. Or calling up friends. Not that I'm completely inactive or lazy, but when only a fraction of what you think you should be doing can actually be accomplished, it's a little disappointing.

There's still much left of this day, however, and thus I take my leave, because sitting in front of the computer is not on my list of Things To Do.  ¶ 15:11