Laziness Squared and Other Stuff

I do not know why, but this last week, I have felt incredibly lazy. I feel like the entire world has passed me by completely.

Could it be writing jet lag from NaNoing last month? Accomplishing the goal was rather impressive, if I do say so myself. Could it be that with the onslaught of winter, I am doing some mental hibernating? I don’t know… I just feel like doing absolutely nothing.

This does not mean that I feel sleepy. No, I’m not sleepy. In fact, I find it very hard to get a good night’s sleep, because Mr. Demonic keeps the furnace set at 68, which means in our room (farthest from the furnace) it is a bone-chilling 57 degrees. He also hogs the cat, which is my major heat source. (Grace is not allowed to sleep with us, which is fine. I don’t need a fight on the bed. The two critters are already jealous of each other.)

In trying to break from the laziness, last night we went to the symphony, where we were treated to a new, very illustrious conductor, recently snagged from a Washington. (I’m not saying which one, to make it hard for some people to figure it out who it was.) Mr. D usually sleeps through part of the performance, which is embarrassing because we have box seats right next to the stage. Everyone and their second cousin can see us. Last night was no different. During the performance of Carmina Burana, instead of being situated on the stage (which was jam packed), the tenor sang from the box next to ours. Doing so meant that all eyes were on the man, and therefore many saw my husband being roused out of sleep by a thunderous voice. (I literally could have touched the vocalist.)

I would like to think my husband’s constant slumber was due to laziness. He likes to think he is concentrating intently.

The other thing we finally did this week was to talk to an attorney about our estate. The last time that was done was ten years ago. We have been procrastinating this chore for at least three years. Our children are now grown and life is more complicated. The pot is also smaller, but that is due to our recent economic woes. Our former executors and trustees are now deceased. It was time. Dragging the old guy (Mr. D.) to the attorney’s office was like getting him to go to the dentist or the optometrist — it’s murder, man!

Restructuring the trust meant I also had to renew the life insurance policy on my husband. Every time I mention the word “life insurance,” Mr. D has a conniption. He thinks I am looking to off him like some of the black widows on Forensics Files, when in actuality, he is worth more to me alive than dead. Besides, when I found out how much we owe in total on our various mortgages, my breath was sucked from my lungs. This policy isn’t even going to pay the bank.

My New Year’s resolution is to end my laziness. I don’t know how I’m going to do that, but perhaps if I keep looking behind my shoulder, I will at last find a reason to do so.

9 Responses

  1. Heck Pande, I’m lazy as all get out. If it weren’t for medicine I’d starve to death.

    They say the best Docs know they ought to be out earning an honest living, but enjoy practicing medicine too much to stop. I’m a little like that.

    Dr. B

  2. *nips Pan’s ankle* write! You don’t have all the time in the world, girl, writewritewrite! *nip* Forget over your shoulder, watch out for your ankles! 🙂

  3. I’ve been feeling lazy too but today I made tamales! I’m going to a play Sunday evening and to dinner before the play. I also have to make another batch of tamales tomorrow!

    No time to be lazy! Too much to do!

  4. How the heck am I suppose to follow that!?

  5. Tamales…. oooooo…. I wish I knew how to make them.

    And yes, you little cat. I’ll be getting right on it. 🙂

  6. There’s a book that looks very doable on Amazon called Tamales 101.

    Seeing is believing, Pan. 🙂

  7. Sometimes we just need a break. And from the sound of your life over the past few months, you’re about due for a bit of laziness during which to recuperate, regroup and reinvigorate yourself ready to face 2009.

    I have no idea what tamales are…

  8. It snowed today. The weather is below freezing. Below 20 degrees in fact. I know we are sissies to you, but we are shivering. An excuse to get under the comforter and not move. I am supposed to go to the dentist tomorrow. It’s too dangerous to drive. Right.

  9. Truce. You need to come here just for tamales! They are God’s lusciousness wrapped in a corn husk. And if you ever come for David, Corina is in the same city and she can make them for you. (Sorry, C~ if I’m volunteering you…)

    Mr. Random. I agree you are a sissy, but what a great excuse for not going to the dentist.

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