I love all of my followers and appreciate all of your comments. I try to read you all each day. However, at work, we have dinosaur computers that don't like when I open some of your blogs. Some make my 'puter crash. When I get home at night, I try to get caught up with as many of you as I can. Please understand sometimes that is nearly impossible, since all of you rock!
For my new followers I just don't want anyone to think I am the type of person to post and post and never comment. For my faithfuls, I appreciate your understanding and just know I try!
The procrastinators motto: "I'll do it tomorrow." The problem is tomorrow never comes. It is always today. It is never yesterday, it is never tomorrow. BUT, today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday. Confused yet?
I am lazy, I hate housework, I DESPISE folding and putting away laundry. I can wash it all day long.. that doesn't bother me. But I pile it on the couch, because I hate putting it away. I always have. Even as a kid, when my mom finally got around to folding the laundry that she had done, I would throw it in my closet, or cram it in my drawers or shove it under my bed. When I got old enough to do my own laundry.. I piled it on the couch until my mom folded it or piled it on top of the dressers or my bed.. much like I do now.
When I finally DO get around to folding... I find that it only takes ten minutes or less... so why in the hell can't I do it right then and there?? Because I am lazy and because I will do it tomorrow. Because I would rather be doing something fun. I am trying to be better at it though. I try to keep in mind that things only take F-O-R-E-V-E-R to accomplish when they are put off for another tomorrow.
Besides life's too short, you know? I would rather be here blogging about why I am so lazy instead of oh I don't know doing something about it.
I found a poem a while back that pretty much expresses how I feel I did NOT write the poem, I do not know who did: Remember...a layer of dust protects the Wood beneath it. 'A house becomes a home when you can write 'I love you' on the furniture '
I used to spend at least 8 hours every weekend making sure things were just perfect - 'in case someone came over' Finally I realized one day that no-one came over; they were all out living life and having fun! NOW, when people visit, I don't have to explain the 'condition' of my home .
They are more interested in hearing about the things I've been doing while I was away living life and having fun. If you haven't figured this out yet, please heed this advice.
Life is short. Enjoy it! Dust if you must ..... .
but wouldn't it be better to paint a picture or write a letter, bake cookies or a cake and lick the spoon or plant a seed, ponder the difference between want and need?!
Dust if you must, but there's not much time . . . . with pop to drink, rivers to swim and mountains to climb, music to hear and books to read, friends to cherish and life to lead.
Dust if you must, but the world's out there with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair, a flutter of snow, a shower of rain This day will not come around, again.
Dust if you must but bear in mind, old age will come and it's not kind. . .
And when you go - and go you must - you, yourself will make more dust!