Recently I was reading a magazine article that talked about the lost art of "piddling". I had almost forgotten what the word meant. The article went on to mention what it means to "piddle". After reading it I had to ask myself, "Am I a piddler?" You see piddling isn't something you do because you HAVE to do it. It's not something you do because it produces an end result. It's something you do for the sheer joy of doing. To piddle away time. My husband is a piddler. He often piddles in the garage with his knives and sandpaper often carving and sanding and carving and sanding. I see no end result. He simply does it because he can. He spends hours out here, while I go in and out taking out the trash, bringing in mops and brooms, taking them back out, bringing in plants, etc. He just looks up smiles and piddles away. I envy him. I don't think I know how to piddle. I inherited this inability from my mother. But wait,...
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