Hangin tough...

Oh gosh, remember New Kids on the Block? Don't know why they just came to my mind. They remind me of all sorts of odd things. Summer of 1988 and 1989.., my first few boyfriends, sneaking out at night to meet my boyfriend at the city park and "deface" picnic tables....Um...I will leave it at that. I wanted to marry one or two of the New kids. Not the ugly ones, the good looking ones.

Anyhoo, now that stroll down memory lane is over, lets get back to business shall we? I worked over the weekend at the home with the mentally ill. A new girl was working there with me.

Now let me take you on a side story for a minute. I boldly admit I am lazy. In fact, I am pretty sure I am the lazinest person on the Earth. My fatness and lack of general motivation are clearly seen in this area. I am lazy. I would not wait on the bees if I were not legal bound to do so. In fact, it should be the other way around, they should be waiting on me. But that is beside the point of relativity here.

Sometimes I am so lazy I wont even change the roll of TP. I will just set it on the sink next to the pooper. Now that is lazy..Am I right?

I have always been lazy, this is not a breaking story or anything. I was birthed out that way. I have no motivation or energy to do stuff. Lazy, yup that's me. I would not be so fat if I were not so lazy. I know it. I deal with it. I accept my size 10/12 pants will more than likley live with me till I die..probably from not moving out of the way of a train or something, because I am that lazy. My house would be cleaner, no clutter or tiny pieces of lint stuck in the corner of my carpet. Lazy. And. Me.Go. Hand.In. Hand.

There, I said it, Bossy is lazy. Feels good getting that off my big chest. Again, why are the boobs so big? Because I was too lazy to use birth control and got knocked up, then too lazy to go get a boob reduction. See...Lazy.

Ok , so we have established I am lazy. I have made my case.

I thought I was the laziest gal / human on the Earth. Until this past weekend. I can safely say that I have witnessed the deep end of lazy. This girl puts me to shame.

So I am at my place of work with a new gal. Just me and her. What does she do when she gets in the door? Turns on the TV and watches 3 hours of Full House. While I do meds, lunch, cleaning, and answering the phones..Preparing the snack...She watches Full House then some weird shows on the WB network. I have never in my life watched the WB, and I can safely say it will never happen again.

A woman came with our groceries for the home , she honks when she pulls in the driveway because she is old and cant carry them in. I tell miss lazy that honk means we need to go out and get the stuff from the old lady.

" oh do you need help"

" well I am not sure how many bags she has, but come out and meet her so she knows who you are."

I go outside, get the bags..No lazy girl.

she is still on the couch watching the WB.

I turn the TV off, tell her to go clean the bathroom. She is gone for 10 minutes cleaning two bathrooms. Then she ploops back on the couch. I tell her that this TV is for the guys who live here, and we need to be making sure they don't want to watch anything..They normally watch TV down in the basement, but I was calling them all upstairs to watch TV, because miss lazy was getting on my last nerve.

They wanted to watch baseball. So that's what we did for 3 hours.

I now know what lazy is. I no longer will consider myself lazy. I a more motivationally challenged. Or decreased mobitilty sufferer.

I can just thank my lucky stars that I got this slap in the face. I now know what I do not want to become. It was ugly.

I think I could become a motivational speaker on the art of being lazy. But I now am turning a new leaf.

See, my leaf is slowly turning. I am working up a sweat. Being non lazy is hard work.

But what I don't get is I walk 4 miles everyday, sometimes more. But to walk from the living room to the kitchen just seems like so much damn work. And I don't like work.

Well I need to go lay down.

Bee Real