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What Happened To The Lazy Days Of Summer?

Because we live in a time of stressed-out multi-tasking, I think everyone deserves a little time to be lazy. Unfortunately, my conscience is hyperactive and won't listen to me. I have to schedule time not to do anything so I don't feel guilty about not doing anything productive.

Nevertheless, there's a fine line between being lazy and being practical. My clothes are black - black prints, black stripes and basic black. When I shop for clothes, I don't look at anything unless it's black. This saves time. Not having to coordinate outfits saves time because everything matches.

My mother "saved time" by not making a trip upstairs every time something needed to go there. Instead, she left things on the stairs. The unwritten rule was that whoever went upstairs next was meant to take the accumulated items and put them away. My unwritten rule was that the rule didn't apply if I could climb over whatever had accumulated on the first, second and sometimes third steps.

If possible most people avoid climbing steps if they can take an elevator or an escalator. Not exercising contributes to more than sixty-six percent of Americans being overweight. It's not just the going-to-the-gym-type exercise we're missing. We're missing the exercise our ancestors had because they didn't have electricity, cars and telephones. Because of the intercom system on my telephone, I don't have to leave my desk to ask my husband a question. Because of the intercom, I'm not even exercising my vocal chords by yelling questions.

For those people who "don't make an effort" to exercise, there are diet programs and surgical procedures. For those of us who "don't make an effort" to cook, there's take-out; but I don't think take-out is lazy unless I have it delivered.

On vacations I'm so busy trying to fit in as much as possible, John suggested we take a stay-home, do-nothing vacation. I tried, but my conscience refused. The only way to stop my conscience from telling me about the things I should do was to do them.

However, I haven't looked for my needlepoint basket so maybe I am lazy. I want to stitch my new motto on a pillow for the couch. "Don't put off until tomorrow what you can do today - unless you can think of a good excuse". I wonder if I can find a pillow for the couch that looks like a potato.

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