Now I'm not always lazy. People who know me know that my house is always pretty presentable.
My husband and I very seldom have to turn our underwear inside out because I neglected to do laundry.
My yard is pretty well-tended. And I am a fairly decent cook. I also make time for quality time with my dogs. They are both walked, played with, bathed and brushed regularly.
Sheets are changed on all four beds once a week. I keep up on current events, have lunch with friends, and follow my favorite sports teams.
On a more personal level, I have my hair cut once a month and get manicures and pedicures weekly. I enjoy long bubble baths daily. I also do a little shopping from time to time. And I attend mass regularly. (Okay, that's a lie. I just wanted to see if you were paying attention.)
I take care of my husband's clothing. I plan meals. I rearrange furniture. I visit with neighbors. I talk on the phone, listen to music, and spend time on the internet. I peruse ebay for "deals" and craig's list for "chance encounters".
Late afternoons, I tend to sit in my kitchen with my feet propped up and either watch television or read. This gives me an hour or two of "me" time every day. Sometimes I watch CNN, but sometimes I watch reality shows. I seldom concentrate on either, but it's background noise and I find it relaxes me.
When Alex gets home from work, it's back to the treadmill. Feed the dogs. Walk the dogs. Fix dinner, do dishes, discuss our respective days.
Alex asked me one time "Why don't you go and work with deaf kids or something?" (Yes, from the film "Scarface".)
No wonder I feel tired.
