Living in the Present

Thursday morning, and I am trying to fit a day's worth of chores into the morning hours.  My list (yes, I write a list so that I don't forget anything) included walking the dog, stopping by Town Hall, post office, CVS, working out at the gym, filling Nana's pill box and showering, all before leaving for a work meeting at 2pm... I even mapped out my chores, so I spent as little time and gas as possible. I hit the CVS, town hall and post office before arriving at Nana's. 
  All was quiet when I arrived at her apartment. "Good," I thought, "I will just slip in, fill her pills and slip right out."  I went into the kitchen, unlocked her medicine cabinet and filled her weekly pill boxes.  I then peeked in her rooms, just in case she was there, before I headed to the community room to say hello.  I found her lying across her bed, resting.  She opened one eye.
  "Hi!," she said, smiling but not moving. "I'm being a lazy lug today."  I got a sudden urge to join her.  I took off my coat and joined her on the other side of the bed. "Wow," I said, "This is pretty great!"  She laughed.  We laid on the bed and discussed the merits of taking a little time off every once in a while. After 20 minutes, I got up and said that it was time for me to get back to my list.  She said that she was going to be lazy a little while longer. I gave her a kiss and crawled out of the bed. "Good bye-- Love you, Mom!"  "Oh Honey, I love you too!" 
  Those were the most productive and precious 20 minutes that I spent all day.