I don’t have much experience with laziness. Not my own, anyway. Don’t even know why I’m blogging about it. It just came to mind. (Actually, I do know why, just not saying.)
I find lazy people annoy me greatly. I am very tolerant of most things, but laziness is not one of them. Maybe it’s because I come from hard-working parents and grandparents. Maybe it’s because I know that everything my husband and I have is because of education, doing without and plain old hard work. I get mad when anyone would suggest otherwise. My children are doing well. Again, hard work in school when others were playing. Giving up things. Not having all the “toys” and “name-brand” things other young adults had till they could afford them. Again, hard work.
My mother and father didn’t even graduate high school and yet they did very well. Again, hard work. Giving up things. Doing without.
It’s my experience that lazy people often take advantage of other people’s industriousness. Lazy people complain when they don’t have what other’s have even though their own laziness is the cause. (I’m sure to get some heat about this post but I’ll be too lazy to respond. 🙂 )
We can be lazy in many areas. Our spiritual life-expecting God to bless and direct when we ignore and don’t ask His help till after the fact.. In our appearance-thinking there’s no need to be at least kind of well-groomed. In our relationships-taking them for granted and not actively seeking to maintain. In our homes, where clutter and chaos reign. In our personal life where we never examine ourselves and never seek to grow.
I’m not going to define what “lazy” is because I think we all recognize laziness when we see it. And I’m not talking about occasional laziness. We all have days we are not as productive. When I say lazy, I’m thinking in terms of chronic laziness.
(By the way, just to be very clear here and to avoid any hate mail, I am most definitely NOT talking about unemployed or underemployed people. I’m not differentiating between classes. I’ve known plenty of people live below the poverty level and the adjective “lazy” would never apply to them. My grandmother never had any of this world’s possessions. Never owned her own home. Never had a car. Never went to a movie. Never bought new clothes. Grew all her own food. Killed her own chickens, etc. You get the picture. Yet, even in her nineties her yard was well-manicured and her house immaculate. She didn’t have a lazy bone in her body.
On the other hand, I’ve known some wealthy people who were very lazy? I always wondered how they could be lazy and yet be successful. Their homes were dirty. They’re yards unkempt, etc. I’ve known people all along the spectrum of financial income and education. Laziness, like depression, knows no boundaries.)
I don’t think laziness bothered me in the past as much as it does now. It seems we have a whole new generation of lazy. Used to be lazy people were content with their laziness. It didn’t bother them so it didn’t bother others so much either. Now, lazy has morphed into “entitled” and that’s a whole different matter. People used to take more responsibility for their actions, now they expect someone else to pull them up.Their lack of success is always someone else’s fault. It’s nothing more than a grown-up temper tantrum. And our government encourages this. (My first political statement. Sorry.)
But having said all this I want to add that life doesn’t always have to be a “to do” list. Some days we absolutely should choose laziness. It’s good to give ourselves a break. I’m thankful for the few days when I choose laziness, emphasis on the”choose”.
If you’re struggling with laziness, here’s a great saying that someone I know had posted in their work shop, “Doing does it.” It’s really that simple. Just get moving.