Saturday I stood for four hours in a bookstore, greeting strangers, shaking hands and signing copies of my novels. It was a successful visit, and a good friend stopped by to break up the monotony. That afternoon will generate some nice royalties in a few months, but much of the time I was staring at the beautiful day outside.
Sunday I lay on the sand until it was too hot, waded into the ocean until it was too cold, then repeated that cycle until it was time to head home. That process generated nothing but smiles.
My weekend explains why it is sometimes so hard to do the right thing.
Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now.