I have a friend coming over this afternoon.
We were going to have coffee but it is so blinking hot outside that we will be having iced tea. (And maybe some of those lighter-than-air, handmade crackers from The Central Market that our family enjoys during weekend happy hours ... but that is beside the point.)
She's coming over just so we can chat.
Now, when is the last time you did anything like that? Not as part of a book club, or kids playing, or whatever excuse we come up with?
I, myself, was feeling slightly guilty about not using that time "wisely."
Then it came to me.
What better use of time is there, if one has it available, than spending time talking with a dear friend?
None, really.
