While I wish I had a more inspiring message or intellectual mantra to repeat every single day, like a Gandhi quote or a Confucius verse, I don’t. Instead I say the following three BS things in intervals throughout the day, every single day.
- Ugh, I am so tired I can’t wait to go home.
- Ugh, I have to go to this thing tonight and I really don’t feel like going but it’s probably rude if I cancel.
- Ugh, I can’t wait to do absolutely nothing this weekend.
Unfortunately the above statements do not accurately reflect how I really feel and it’s taken me quite a while to realize that those are BS feelings. I’m always busy, due mostly to work and wanting to eat at cool places and saying “yes” anytime anyone ever asks me to make plans, and had slowly begun to revel in the idea of “free time,” a mythical concept that rarely applied to me because I didn’t let it. So a few days ago, I decided to take a Sunday and do absolutely nothing but talk along to Law & Order: SVU intros while watching the marathon and eating cereal because I didn’t feel like making anything else. It was rejuvenating and lovely and I felt like a million bucks the next day. So I decided to try a “lazy” few hours and this time the results were not so magical.
I came home from work and made plans with my television and a new candle that smelled like pumpkin spice and heaven. I lit the candle, scrolled through Netflix, and felt hopelessly bored after five minutes. After a day of feeling lazy and wanting to go home, I finally got home and wanted nothing less–being bored sucked more than being busy.
I guess the takeaway is that lazy days once in a while are great sometimes, but it’s usually better to be a busy bee than a couch potato.
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