It’s a beautiful day.  I was able to sleep in this morning.  My feet didn’t have to hit the ground running.  I tossed and turned while cuddled up in my quilt.  My cat, Fitz, is taking a nap in one of his favorite napping spots.  He’s not trying to distract me while I type.  I can hear Fitz’s water fountain running, and the sound is tranquil…peaceful even. Although my afternoon and evening are full, I had this morning to just relax…breathe…to just be.  As the day has worn on, I had to remind myself to get it together.  I can’t remain in my state of inactivity all the time.  It’s…