Lazy Days of ... Life.

I will be the first to admit that I am lazy. I love this job because I don’t have anything to do. I mean sure, I have to set up shows and drive and take care of van issues and call ins and monthlies but compared to being swamped with homework and paperwork I’m all, “I have no reason to wake up.” This is both a good thing and a bad thing. A good thing because my life is stress free, bad because I waste my days away. It’s Saturday, I have no reason to roll out of bed, no reason to get dressed, no reason to not spend hours online, no reason to put the book down, and no reason to exhort effort. We’ve been staying with one of my mom’s friends quite a bit lately and she’s in her 50s I believe, and she is super busy. She always has plans and dates, she’s always saying “You girls are on your own tonight, I’m going to a concert.” Or going to NYC, or whatever she happens to be doing, “what do you have planned?” And Rebekah and I look at each other, both sitting on the couch with our computers watching a movie and surfing the web, “this is about it.” I like the quiet life and simplicity of it all. Don’t get me wrong I like to go out and do things – but I like lounging about as well. I like not HAVING to do stuff.

Rainy Days

I know I’ve said it before but I really do love the occasional rainy day. It gives me the perfect excuse to sit around drinking hot liquids, watch movies, and lay around reading. … not that I really need an excuse because I do it all the time anyways. Currently I’m huddled in my pj’s with a cup of tea watching Tangled as the rain drops run down the window. And waiting for brownies to bake.

I love this movie, and not just because she’s got blonde hair and a purple dress. I love that she’s in search of her dream, in search of adventure – and that her dream doesn’t include a dude until after she realizes that he’s pretty cool. So once again I’m on the subject of dreams and goals for my life. Or the lack there of. So what are your dreams for the future? For next month? For next year? The next five years?

Writing.

I love writing. But I’m not a fan of finishing. I have so many blog and story ideas that will never develop into anything. I have the beginning of many blogs and stories that will never transpire into anything. My computer is littered with possible blogs that I’ve never put the polishing edits – or endings to. A lot of it has to deal with being distracted and not being able to recapture the moment I was in when I started writing. But it’s more that I’m my biggest critic. When I start writing I realize how dumb I sound, or how silly the post is, or how ridiculous and I just save it for later. Most of the posts on this blog are one’s I’ve written and posted right away so I don’t change my mind. This is one of the reasons they need a lot of editing (another reason is because I can’t spell and hate grammar). So all this to say it’s not that I don’t write blogs – it’s that I don’t post blogs.

Happy Friday. :)