I saw this answer given by Julie on a post of the Gardening Knitter's. If you haven't had a chance to read Julie or the Gardening Knitter, please do. Both of them have some great stuff to write about. Julie's comment:
Being lazy is all in the eye of the beholder. You need to think of it as...Kids need their rest also and if you get up and moving you'll just wake them up...Hubby is already used to making his own lunch and you'd probably just be in his way if you got up with him anyway...The grounds will be there later in the day and shovels were made for winter time weren't they?...If you start and finish a project all in one day what will you have to do tomorrow? Save it and pick away at it a little at a time...The weeds need a little love also, they are living plants that need a chance to thrive also...The fridge just gets all wet when you open the door from all the humidity in the summer air so you may as well wait til it cools a bit before you soft scrub it...the oven will just get all messed up with the Holiday cooking in November and December so why waste your time...you could continue with the rock walls but will probably change your mind about it later anyway...And summer is a time for us to kick back and care for yourself in other ways, with a good book to enhance your mind, with sunlight that we lack so much of in the winter, with fresh air (as long as you can escape the smog) that you can actually breathe all the way in before your nostrils stick together from the icy air of winter, and if you think about the crap you are going to be eating come Thanksgiving you'd be proud of your diet this day. You see, it's all in the way you look at it...it's your choice, you can see yourself as lazy or you can look at it as self preservation. Keep enjoying this summer and cherish every minute of it...all to soon we'll be in bed with sore backs from shoveling snow and suffering with the most recent cold virus or flu. And the stress of holiday gift giving is on it's way. Rest up...life will soon be busy as hell.
As I was reading this, I was thinking to myself "Oh wow - she is right. Before I know it winter will be here and I won't have enjoyed the short summer yet. " What is it about having free time that makes me feel guilty? If I have an hour to myself, I start to get all panicky if I don't have something planned. When G gets home as asks me "what did you do today?" I start to freak out if I can't come up with plausible things to say. "um...hmmm...I.....um....did a load of laundry." "Okay" he says. "What did you do with the rest of the 8 hours?" I try not to question him when he's done with his day because I know what the answer is... "I stood on the deck of a boat, in the hot sun, catching fish, getting sunburned and drinking water". Allrighty then...if that's how he relaxes, then I think that's wonderful. But if my idea of relaxing is not having an agenda of any sort....I should be allowed to have that luxury...no?
Well, I didn't want to turn this into a bitch session at G - (funny how that always happens...I can't help it) but an exercise for myself in trying to see things differently. I need to look at the whole picture...not always what is stuck in my face. The projects left undone around my home, crafts started and not finished, books I've been meaning to read and places I want to go, those are the little rocks in the scheme of my life. The big rocks, which are myself, my health, my daughter, will all be surrounded by the little ones. They will fall happily into place as long as the big rock foundation is there.
Another thing I read one time is about the Dash of Your Life. It's that dash on your tombstone between your birth and death dates that represents your years lived. Everything you say and do, all your life's experiences, your loves, friends and foes, every person you meet and whether you make a difference in their life....falls inside that dash somewhere. It's quite a monumental thing when you think about it. All of your life is represented by one, tiny, little line. It's how you live that Dash that makes the difference. How are you Living Your Dash?