I’m not ashamed to admit this, and have found it to be an asset more than a liability. A former boss once insisted I’m not lazy, but ruthlessly efficient and clever at finding ways to minimize the work involved in any task.
That probably does sound better, but it still boils down to laziness. The same boss also suggested I call myself “frugal” instead of “cheap,” which reminds me I should probably buy that guy a beer sometime. A cheap one.
I was reminded of both my laziness and my frugality the other day when I spotted a pair of $12 suede Coach sneakers at my favorite thrift store. While I didn’t necessarily need sneakers, I was smitten with the price and the designer label.
When I got them home, I lined them up with all my other shoes. I own 54 pairs, which is probably another blog-worthy personality fault. Guess what all my shoes have in common?
They slip on. The new sneakers are my only pair of shoes with laces. That’s right — I’m too lazy to actually lace up a pair of shoes.
I haven’t decided yet if I’ll keep the sneakers or sell them on eBay. Oh, who am I kidding? Selling them on eBay sounds like work.
It did make me stop and analyze other ways I’ve arranged my life to accommodate my own laziness. Among them:
- I refuse to have a hairstyle that requires me to blow dry, curl, fluff, tease, spray, or do anything besides wash it a couple times a week and maybe brush it once a day if I feel ambitious. This was my chief concern when my hairdresser talked me into a new ‘do last week.
- I refuse to exercise. I can talk myself into hiking regularly because that’s just walking and walking isn’t hard. I’ll sometimes convince myself to do yoga because that’s just rolling around on the floor in my pajamas. But I’d rather pull all the toes off my left foot with pliers than lift weights or run on a treadmill.
- I won’t buy clothing that requires ironing. In the rare event that an article of my clothing appears wrinkled, I’ve been known to donate it to charity to avoid ironing it. If I put something on and really, really want to wear it but it’s too wrinkly, I will attempt to iron it while it’s on my body. It’s a special realm of “hot & steamy.”
Are there areas of your life where you tend to be lazy, or are you more of a go-getter? Please share!
And let me know if you enjoy ironing. Or brushing a stranger’s hair. Or tying someone else’s sneakers. Or…