Guilt for Nothing?

Ya know what sucks? Feeling guilty about doing nothing.

I feel like I should be doing something constructive. It's not that I don't have plenty to do; I've got a chore list that is a mile long...but that isn't on the docket for today. I realize that sometimes you just need to take some downtime. I simply feel guilty about it. Why is that?
Is it the legacy of the Puritan Work Ethic? Why can't I just enjoy a little time to myself without feeling like I'm shirking something? It's kind of maddening, and ends up sucking the life out of a little relaxation. It becomes not fun. And I KNOW I can't be the only one who feels this way!

Anybody know how to eliminate this? If you could package it and sell it, I think you'd make a flat fortune.

Toys in the Attic??

Well. What an undertaking!
I have recently made the jump from dial-up to broadband. Finally. After 7 years with the same ISP. As exciting as this is, I have created quite a task for myself. Do you have any idea how many on-line accounts you can rack up in 7 years; all of which need to be changed? I had no idea just how much junk was "stored in my attic." Shopping sites, forums, business accounts, casual interest sites, hobbies, blah, blah, blah. It's mind-boggling.
The major ones were easy enough. I even remembered the "from time to time" sites. But, of course, I know that there will be many I will miss entirely. Some of those I probably won't even miss that I missed. I guess that's OK.
It won't take long before I've collected a whole new slew of accounts.
Ahhh, what can ya do? At least they all come in a whole lot faster now. :)

Mother Nature is Laughing at Me

Knowing how much I *really, really loooovvveeeeee winter, the weather of the past 24 hours has simply been a genuine pleasure. Yeah...Uh huh.

Just as I was beginning to see patches of dirt (read: "mud") in my driveway indicating snow meltage and bringing a bright spot into my heart that spring would, indeed, someday arrive...perhaps even relatively soon...Mother Nature plays a joke on me. The following pictures are shot from my deck, and depict my backyard about 12 hours apart. And when you consider the fact that we only got about 1/2 to 2/3 of the snow they originally forecast for us, I suppose I should consider myself lucky.




Well...guess it's time to grab a shovel and start digging. Looks like it's going to be a banner day.