A day, when you know you have a thousand things to do, but just can't get motivated? A day, when you spend sorting screws, making neat piles of used sand- paper, sharpening screwdrivers, re-rolling balls of string...ANYTHING but what is supposed to be done today? Bombeck called this constructive procrastination.
I think the only energy I have today, is to go to pay for my fishing license, make a trip to bait store, and see what lurks in the waters of the St. Clair river.... 5 minutes from my house. (I'm up-river from Detroit, the fish are okay here.) . . . . . ...it would only be a couple of hours...