It's late morning, on Saturday, and I'm relaxing in the well-worn recliner in our library, my MacBook resting on our hefty tabby, Albert, who is snoozing on my lap.
At 13 years old and a good 20-plus pounds, Albert enjoys the warmth generated by the laptop as much as being on my lap; he curls and then stretches his paws, purring as he naps.
The interlude is one of my breaks in what is typically a day of household chores and home maintenance projects.
How I spend this free time has changed over the years, depending upon the level of technology in our household.