Take this weekend, for example. I accomplished only 3 tasks, really: Weekly laundry (with a big assist from my
husband), a trip to Target to buy cheap stuff for my daughter’s trip to camp
(can’t beat $14.95 for a set of twin sheets and a pillowcase!) and grocery
shopping. That’s it, that’s all…not a
movie, not a dinner out. I was just purely
and unrepentantly…
Lazy.
I was even lazy about walking our dog, Shasha, who didn’t
seem to mind too much because she felt as worn out as I did, so she did what
she needed to do with efficiency, then panted and slow-walked back into the house
and the comfort of air conditioning and the family room sofa.
Lazy.
Even my daughter was pokey this weekend. Her usual Friday night sleepover at a friend’s
house wore her out, so a quiet Saturday was in order. She worked her social media networks, as
always, but she also did some…reading!!!
I congratulated her, and in a slightly dismissive tone, she told me that
her book was actually good but she was only reading it because it was too hot
and she was too tired to do anything else.
Lazy.
And then my wonderful husband, who started staining our small
deck on the side of the house about 3 weeks ago, went to the hardware store to
get more stain so he could finish the job (finally) but gave it up due to the
heat. Plus, the Tour de France and the
British Open were on TV, along with a new episode of Top Gear …and because it was so hot outside, he felt like he could
stay in and just sit on his throne-chair and watch TV and be a little bit…lazy.
How lovely. Happy Monday!
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