A Thing Called Laziness

There is a state of being I didn't know existed. It is a feeling that is new to me and that I have come to fully appreciate. This is the state of laziness. All throughout high school and particularly college I would kill myself running this way and that. I would overload my work schedule, study for hours, participate in a plethora of extra-curricular activities and then throw a little sleep and a few meals in here and there when possible.

Now all that has changed. I don't have homework to do anymore. I can clean and not feel like I am in a huge rush. I can make cookies. I can even sit and watch an episode of "The Office" or "Modern Family" (sometimes even two) and not feel guilty. Somedays I stay in my favorite pair of sweat pants all day without batting an eye. This is my laziness finally catching up with me. Currently my workload only consists of a full time job, my calling as a young women leader and a member of my ward Sockhop committee. I have never had so much time to myself before and I am loving it.

For the past year, my Saturday's were usually consumed by Newscast. I would wake up early (early for a college student who had just gone to be at 3) and capture video, write a story and edit a package. I would be done early afternoon, spend a few hours doing homework, clean my bedroom that I had neglected all week and socialize. Sundays were extremely busy as I would have church, usually finish the rest of my homework and then head to work. Bam, my weekend would then be over. I hated it. I hated not ever having any time to myself. I never read a book for enjoyment for four years. I would feel guilty if I did. My only playtime was with my friends at night. I lived by my dayplanner. I scheduled minute by minute in that book and now, it contains just a few entries and a few phone numbers.

I have missed being so busy at times because I haven't known what to do with my time. I have watched all the episodes of "Modern Family" on Hulu and I read "Wicked." I read two newspapers everyday, well days when Dillon brings them home, and I have time to go to the gym.

Being lazy is a wonderful feeling. I love having things to do, especially having a full time job, but I particularly love the feeling that I can do what I want without worrying that there is something more important. Laziness is a wonderful blessing right now, along with my sweat pants.