Piddling has always been one of my favorite things to do. When I have nothing else to do, I give my mind permission to take over and float me for awhile.

This morning's piddling involved battery-run candles. For two or three years, those candles with dead batteries had lain at the bottom of a drawer.

My piddling mind doesn't put things off. It says, "We could do that right now." To my utter amazement, I found batteries that fit and was able to light the light, which is now glowing from a favorite Frank Lloyd Wright-inspired glass candle holder. To my even greater amazement, it took only a few minutes.

Piddling brings me pleasure and contentment.

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