When time is slow

I've lived my life in a flurry of hurry, racing from appointment to appointment with too many projects, commitments, and events in between.
And suddenly.
I find myself in the midst of a stretch of time.
Time simply dedicated to one work project, that doesn't bring much stress.
Time unspotted with obligations or social engagements.
Time that is...available. Waiting to be filled.
And I'm certain my feel-good-about-myself-by-doing-things-and-seeing-my-achievements-ness will soon enough be penciling in all sorts of fun things on my day planner (oh, I need to buy one of those. Strange, I don't have one yet for 2012. I haven't needed it!)
Until then, instead of panicking because I'm not feeling busy (which makes me feel important), I'm settling into my days and learning to enjoy the richness time can have one minute at a time.
I bought a cook book.
It is lovely.