Friday, July 19, 2013

Lazy Funday

My husband does not lay around. At least, not for days a time. He likes to be doing things. For the most part, I'm the same way. Every now and then, I just want to spend a whole weekend in bed. Forgive me for my childless indulgence, but I work hard. I don't get to be a lazy ass very often. I like laying around.

My job requires thinking. Lots of it. All the time. If you combine this with the new ventures that seems to be coming to fruition around me, there isn't a lot of turn-off-and-chill-out time. If there is one thing I am (usually) good at, it's thinking about nothing at all. I can just shut it down and space out. Usually, I end up dozing off. It ties into my never-ending ability to be able to fall asleep during a commercial break.

Anyway, husband tends to make me feel bad about being lazy because, well, I'm being lazy and he's not. He doesn't do it on purpose. It would irritate me if he was sitting around while I was busting my ass.

Not this weekend though.

I guess it's because he was out of the country for a few days and, while they were there for play, he didn't get a lot of time to be lazy. They were exploring and climbing things and doing boy stuff. So this weekend, the first one since he's been home, he has literally been in bed the whole time. He did get up this afternoon to do the lawn, but other than that, it has been a Big Bang Theory marathon and laying around.

It's been a good weekend.

I'm still ready for bed, though.

As always, it's hip to be square (and lazy!), kids.

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