My grandfather allows me to drive his car on Sundays. Yesterday, I considered whether I wanted to drive today or stay home and do the assignments that I ignored for the past two days while on a college visit. This morning my grandfather called and said that he is not feeling well. I tried to avoid disappointment, but I enjoy driving and it is an escape from the grueling things that comprise my agenda. I rested in my bed for an hour after the call. About thirty minutes ago I wrote in my “planner” the things I hope to achieve today. This story fulfills one of my tasks for the day.