I’m sat in my bedroom and currently it’s a fight to get to the window. There’s a pile of clean clothes, two bin bags of clothes that need to be dropped off at a friends, a pack of toilet roll, one box of Christmas jumpers and one box of shoes/miscellaneous items. If I peer into the bathroom there are clothes on the floor, hair grips on the sill and I haven’t wiped the sides down today.
I can’t say that downstairs is much better really although I can report that the dishes are washed and the washing machine is on.
I could tell you that I’m ill (that would be a lie). That I’m working overtime (true). That life is very busy (when isn’t it?). I could make up several very good excuses but it all boils down to the fact that I’m feeling deflated and I don’t want to move from my comfy seat.
Now I don’t know what your life is like. No idea at all of what you have or are going through. But I wonder how many people when home do what they consider the necessary basics*, get comfy and veg in front of a screen. Do you tell yourself you’ve worked hard and deserve an hour or two of TV? Cause I know that I do.
Do you ignore something that needs doing, tell yourself you’ll do it tomorrow when you’ve more time/energy like I often do? Perhaps you tell yourself that you’re a procrastinator and it just can’t be helped.
Maybe I’m just lazy.
Maybe I’ve just spent the majority of my life being lazy and need to own up to the fact that you can’t undo the habits of +30 years in less than a tenth of that time. That I have been doing better thanks to having this blog to account to and I will continue to do better every day that I try.
16 year old me would be amazed that I have any clear space on the floor.
20 year old me would wonder how I have the majority of my clean clothes in their drawers.
25 year old me would marvel that I only watch on average one hour of TV a day**
30 year old me simply wouldn’t care as she was so sleep deprived it was unreal, she’d like the ease of finding the kid’s drink bottles though.
Now I’m going to clear up the bathroom and put that pile of clothes away and then I can watch some trashy TV and veg of the sofa.
*nowadays my necessary basics are dinner, dishes, clean clothes and a clear path throughout the house. Ten years ago my necessary basic was dinner. Just dinner, no wonder the house was always in a muddle.
**not counting the kids TV shows that I endure (and often sing along to)