I can’t be alone in being or feeling like this.

The years roll on by and work seems to get harder and longer in its hours. Free time is spent being perpetually tired.

So the simple fact is that something has to give. Housework becomes less important. I’m not saying that no chores are done, its just some of them are ignored. Ironing? Nah, I don’t have a board or iron…sorted. Dusting? Why bother moving it from one place to another…it doesn’t eat or drink anything…it can stay. Washing dishes? Let the machine do them.

I don’t think myself lazy, I just don’t have the energy to do much after work and my days off are either consumed by exercise, shopping or caring for a hangover. My home doesn’t have the storage for the things I have. Even when I do blitz the rooms it still looks cluttered and messy so my challenge is to just leave things to find a happy medium. Yes it is a bit of a love and hate issue but Life is easier and happier by doing so.

Now I hasten to add that I don’t live in squalor and my sink is not full of used pots and pans. Instead I try a happy balance of lived in look and student from the eighties.

Time???? Not enough but at times too much. Yep a bit of an anathema. All the same trying to fit in work, dog walking, exercise, cooking/eating, sleep, reading, music, television and socialising is almost mind-boggling so housework must give.

If clouds can drift, breezes can whisper and rhythms can waltz then surely, as a mere human, one can be a bit lazy..

So am I lazy or just managing my activities in a commonsense way?

The dog doesn’t appear to mind……….