He lay there and thought about the day ahead. It was going to be a good day.
He slid out of bed and went into the kitchen. In a few minutes the coffee was brewing, the aroma drifting slowly through the house.
He reviewed his “To Do” list while the coffee brewed. It was the kind of list that only happens once in awhile these days. There was nothing on the list. The day was his to enjoy and relax.
I love days like this. Nothing on the "To Do" list, just a day to relax and enjoy. How often do you get days like that? Do you enjoy them or do you find things to do?