The days remain far too packed for a natural-born idler like myself. I think the mistake was to take the first thing on that I took on, whatever the firetruck it was, however many years ago it was. Hmmm. Could have been parenthood, self. The thing is, doing one thing unavoidably leads to having to do another, no matter how good the thing might be. It could be agreeing to sleep with Madonna and Halle Berry or watching game six of the NBA Finals: you still have to drive to the venue.
And then the car might stall. And your cellphone battery might be dead. All of a sudden, the Swordfish DVD at home seems like a better retrospective choice.
Taking on the one thing, or the next thing (instead of doing the sensible thing and avoiding it) leads