Here is it twelve days since I’ve written anything on this blog. I feel like a blog blob. I’ve searched my mind for something relevant, or a least funny, to write about and all there is a blob of nothing. I don’t think it’s because there isn’t anything in my brain because I am usually full of words, written or spoken or even thought for that matter. I think it is summer laziness. Or maybe it is just plain laziness. Yes, that’s it, I’m just being lazy.
There are many things I am lazy about actually and many of them have nothing to do with summer. Like, why don’t I want to take out the trash? Why don’t I want to empty the dishwasher? Why does the clothes hamper get to massive overflow before I do the laundry? Why do the clean, unfolded clothes sit in a lump on the chair for days before I finally fold them and put them away? Why don’t I sweep that buggy porch, or get out the scrub brush and clean the lawn chairs of their bird guano?
Because I’m lazy! Well, at least that is what my mother would have said. I’m not really lazy because most of the time I am really busy doing lots and lots of stuff. But, when it comes to certain things, I just plain don’t want to do them. Really, who likes to take out the garbage? No one. That is why we relegate it to the pre-teens in the family, or the hubby. And, who really likes to empty the dishwasher full of sparkling clean dishes. No one. That’s why the dirty ones pile up in the sink until there isn’t any more room for the dirty ones and we are forced to empty the dishwasher. Furthermore, I have never in all my years found anyone who likes to fold (or even iron) clothes! No one. And who really likes to pick up the dog poop or empty the kitty litter box? Huh? Anyone?
I am certain that there is a list longer than both of my arms that I don’t want to do, or that anyone doesn’t want to do. But this blog is meant to be short because I just don’t want to rant on and on and on and you don’t want to read forever. So, there you have it. I may be lazy after all, but then don’t we all have some things we really don’t want to do? Come on, be honest!