Every Minute Counts

I'm at work and it's 4:15pm, waiting for the computer clock on my screen to go from one minute to the next... Am I truly bored or just living the moment minute by minute? I think it's both, also I think I need oxygen in my brain...

Work's there, family's healthy, love's good, life's quiet, and I'm happy... and I think if I were any happier, I would truly go insane... Maybe I should write a song, take a class on floral arrangements, make a giant quilt, be pro-active and backstab my boss and take his job [wait, I don't want his job, I'm not that crazy!], or maybe kidnap a baby to claim my own... hmm... but I'm lazy, too lazy to do all that stuff...

Gonna send this home now and maybe I'll post this up tonight when I have some time... Well everyone, enjoy the weekend!