Wow, when I’m lazy, I’m LAZY.
I’ve been stringing along my morning, the first morning I’ve had to myself in a long long time, and I’m doing nothing with it. Occasionally I’ll have a thought, the thought of, “I’d better get started . . . doing something.” Then I procrastinate just a little more and before you know it, imposing responsibilities like work or woman demand attention. Responsibilities I am happy to rise to occasion for.
When the responsibilities are soft, when there is no deadline or emergency, that’s when I get into trouble. I’m too lenient a boss and too slack an employee, combine those and you have yourself a feller who is in stasis all day for several days.
This issue is nothing new to me, I’ve always wrestled with it and I always will. The answer will be to introduce myself to a different environment, like art classes or an art group. As if I am not spread thin enough already. I complain but I like it.
I can see myself going to work and doing school for the rest of my days, which is fine, I guess. I accrue funds and knowledge. That way I can take care of myself and mayhaps a few others and . . .
Gotta run there’s an emergency, not life and death, just something needs doing right now! One of those imposing responsibilities I mentioned a paragraph or two ago.