An expanding day

There's a homely, old-fashioned warning: "You've bitten off more than you can chew!" Those words came back to me on a day when I felt especially driven, uneasy, and stressed by the thought of all the undone work that confronted me. I'd already been busy, with the twenty-four hours of my every day crammed full, before I'd taken on the additional responsibility of serving as First Reader in my branch Church of Christ, Scientist. Now more than ever I needed forty-eight-hour days—at least.

I'd been a professional writer since my school days, a career I loved. I was making, I hoped, a happy, orderly homelife for my family. My work also included a great deal of reading of books, magazines, and daily newspapers from different areas of the country. Despite my already crowded schedule, however, I hadn't removed my name from consideration when it was placed in nomination during the election of Readers at my branch church.

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