I am behaving like I was a youngster.  Here it is almost 12 and I'm just finishing up down here in my office.  I did work through most of the day, but tonight was fan time.  I watched BYU win in volleyball and basketball and I saw the end of the Jazz game vs. the Miami Heat. (jazz 99 heat 98!)  I have to be honest though and admit that there are things that I could have done that I did not do today.  I do that a lot.  I am a lazy bum sometimes and I would like to do more, but I just don't.  Then I think about all that we are taught and I realize that we can't do it all, and it isn't wise to try.  We have to find our pace.  Maybe I'm just not happy with my pace.  And maybe I'm not quite adjusted to the pace of being 65 and thinking much younger.  I know that at my age I have to work smarter, not harder.  Either way I'm not 'there' yet.  Even this morning when I could have really slept in I got up just before 8  (one minute before!)  I see tomorrow doing better (later).  I do have to figure a way to better organize myself.  There are things that I could be doing that simply don't come into my mind when I have a moment for them.  I need to think about that.  I haven't gotten back to my book either.  When I think of that it depresses me.  Here I am all grown up and still wondering what I am doing with myself.  Why is this life so darn complicated?