Busy doing nothing

I had a very busy Sunday. It was a day filled with nothing in particular. It was lazy and relaxing and I spent it with my family. I love days filled with nothing. Sometimes they are exactly what is needed.  I know, the weather was pretty and at times through out the day I looked outside with a twinge of guilt.  I almost could hear my dad's voice barking about how I needed to go outside and enjoy the day. But no, I made my son's favorite breakfast (Shit on a shingle aka: Chipped beef on toast) and enjoyed the company of my offspring.  The living room air was filled with the chatter of everyone wanting to tell the next family update. Each person had a nugget to share with everyone. I love these days and I love my family. Isn't this really what life is about??