I left the house @ 4 am and took a group of missionaries to the charlotte airport. I made it to work by 9 and piddled until about 1:30. I've been in my recliner since then, minus some time taking out the dog, fixing some food, and taking care of normal body functions. I just popped in The Aviator. I feel like a useless sponge. I could have done so much today, but I minimalized myself utter laziness. I haven't even played xbox.
Tomorrow will be much busier. I don't know why I can't enjoy rest.