Enough said. It's not that I don't care what you ate for lunch (and I don't) - I just haven't been able to log in and catch up on everyone's daily minutia for awhile. I'm not really a huge fan of Facebook, anyway, except that I have been able to reconnect with so many people. But I could do without the Flair, Pokes, and Polls!
Whoever admits that he is too busy to improve his methods has acknowledged himself to be at the end of his rope. And that is always the saddest predicament which anyone can get into.
It is not enough to be busy; so are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?.
A really busy person never knows how much he weighs.
The busy have no time for tears.
We're so busy watching out for what's just ahead of us that we don't take time to enjoy where we are.
How lucky I am that my busy schedule has me driving home at this time of day. Not only allowing me to enjoy the beauty of desert sunsets, but also bringing me home to a family sitting around the dinner table waiting for my return.
Busy is blessed.