Have you ever noticed that when you are feeling good and busily working, you daydream about how nice it would be if you only had an excuse to stay in bed a few days.
Rush here, rush there, rush everywhere, all I can do is rush from job to job and task to task. Oh, if only I had a valid reason to spend a few week, or at least a couple of days in bed. How wonderful it would be to take a break from all the hustle and bustle, and curl up in bed for well deserved day of napping.
But then, I wonder why it is, that the moment that this pleasant dream comes true, and we finally have a valid reason to lay aside our wearisome task and curl up in bed for a nice long rest, we enjoy it for all of five minutes and then spend the rest of our time moaning and groaning about how we miss being able to hustle and bustle about?
Sleep, sleep, sleep, nothing but rest, rest, and more rest. Oh my this is so boring, I wish that I could get up and do something, but all I can do is lay here and try to sleep. Who knew that five minutes could feel so long. And to think, the doctor told me that I needed to stay off my paw for five days and its only been an hour. Oh no, that means that I have another 119 more boring hours left. If only I could get up and do some work I would be so happy!