Late Day Early Night

THIS IS LATE FOR ME. 11:26pm as I write. Because I foolishly lay down for "five minutes" haha! That turned into much more like five hours... Because the solstice was yesterday it remained light till something like ten thirty p.m. (surely not literally that long? But it felt like it. I know it can stay light till about ten because I remember staying out that late as a child.) ... Brains still not in gear... they want me to take hep C tests again ... I don't think I've got that anyway ... on a lighter note I've found these French bread rolls called briochettes. You get about eight for £1 and they're really yellow because they're full of sugar and egg, which makes them soft like bread should bee (crusty bread~ ukk!). See what happens when I force self to write yet with nothing to say. I'm going back to lalaland ... nightnight ...

... aa! But those bread rolls= the business!

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Here's some words of wisdom purloined from Sit With Me Awhile ...

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in
front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large
and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then
asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the
jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas
between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was
full.

They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the
jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes."

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and
poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space
between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor as the laughter subsided, "I want you to
recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the
important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends
and your favorite passions---and if everything else was lost and only they
remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house
and your car.

The sand is everything else---the small stuff. "If you put the sand
into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the
golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy
on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are
important to you.

"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play
with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your
spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to cl ean
the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first---the things
that really matter.
Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee
represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked.

It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem,
there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."