All I want to do is sit around and do nothing or think or introspect or just hang around the house. I don’t want to be in charge. With me in charge, we go nowhere, do nothing, sit around.
I need someone to plan the itinerary. Someone to say this is what we are doing and where we are going. I won’t want to go or do it of course but it won’t be up to me and it might even be fun, get us out, do something, experience something.
I feel like the rest of the world is out doing something on a beautiful Sunday and those who aren’t are doing important things that need to get done around the house. I am doing neither. Earlier today I sat in a chair in the front yard wishing someone would just wave a magic wand and clean up my yard and house. I was wishing I wasn’t so cheap that I would hire a landscaper to lush up the yard, make it look nice. I don’t want to do it.
Recently there was a “What the Duck” cartoon that was me to a tee.
I hate perfect weather days, there is intense pressure to go out and play and I don’t want to. I am jealous of dedicated writers who spend all their time writing. Of course they need to experience life to draw upon that writing but whatever.