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Top Three Reasons Why Being Lazy on a Monday is Good For You

Guess what I did today?

Absolutely nothing! **evil laugh** (for those who worked like drones this Monday, I am your office deadbeat and will take this moment to savor the immense pleasure of rubbing it in my reader’s lovely faces.)

I was so lazy this Monday I rolled in bed till 8AM, read my newspaper, did my morning workout and made my carb-filled breakfast. After which, I took a shower, rolled in bed some more, read my book and took a nap. All of these before 3PM.

Come 4PM, I check my email. Scanned through the work stuff and proceeded to the best restaurant this side of Makati (aka McDonald’s) to get another carb fix. Saw my accountant on the way downstairs and she tells me I need to file my income tax return ASAP. I tell her “Nice shirt. TTYL”. **smiley**

When I get to Mcdo, I imagined I was in a conference meeting brain storming (with myself as its panel and moderator ofcourse) and managed to write down some subjects for my never ending, always evolving, editorial calendar. Once done, I proceeded to a nearby bookstore for more pointless office supply wandering.

Come 7PM, as I get home, I try to resuscitate my perishing plants by giving them a bath. Then I open my laptop to answer some emails while the mom comes home, beaming with pride to see that her only daughter works so diligently in her business. With twinkling eyes, I smile the sweetest daughter smile, “Welcome home mom! Tough day today noh?”

No mention of work. Nothing. Nada. Happy Koala!

Top Three Reasons Why Being Lazy on a Monday is Good For You:

  1. Everyone’s busy. You’re taking it easy. – Why not? Weekends with the family can get draining, too even for a family-oriented Koala.
  2. Everyone’s forced to focus. You get to choose what subjects you like to work on – I get to savor the newspaper more, and really focus on the books and subjects that I like. Surprisingly, I also get to create more zany characters and dialogue in my head and translate all of that into writing.
  3. Everyone has to be a grown up come Monday. On Monday, you can be a kid all over again – Having a 12 year old disposition in a 30 year old body needs play to be productive.

How was your Monday today? 😉

If Only To Be Still

I was talking to a good friend earlier today and I mentioned that I have a boredom issue.

I easily get bored.

I easily get bored with things I routinely do, bored with the same conversations, bored of the same people (and I don’t mean this to be dismissive or unloving of my friends/family, it’s just that my attention span wanes after a few hours).

(Probably this is also why I love reading so much. It makes me just sit down and focus on one thing.)

My friend says it can be a complex.

Years back, another friend recommended we go to the spa to relax, and my response was “but there’s nothing to do there…” (Of course, that is the whole point of getting a massage in the first place, but in my mind, I knew I would get bored just laying there). I still get massages from time to time, but I cannot sleep there. Some of my friends can relax and sleep, but with me, I try to relax, I try to get some shut eye. It just never happens!

I cannot sit still in one place unless I am really engrossed (stimulated) in what I am doing.

My solution? I look towards other things, places and people for stimulation.

I search. I ask. I meet. I go. I try.

I like to listen and talk to intelligent people (or at least people who I think who are more intelligent than me). Which probably explains why I tend to gravitate towards older individuals, because I know I can learn a thing or two from them and because of this, some friends laugh at me because I have eclectic and curious looking people surrounding me when I go to church or they catch me roaming around Makati with a new person.

I don’t mind hanging out with people years older than me or who have a different background than I have. Each person in my social circle brings something new to the table (or in this case, the table of my insatiable mind) and I wouldn’t want it any other way!

My restlessness could probably be also one of the reasons why I like to garden. I crave something tactile.

Gardening keeps my hands busy. I feel like I am creating something, or bringing something to life when my hands touch it. But after that, when gardening has lost its allure, I move on.

I cook, write, read, or maybe go for a run, if feel like it.

Bottom-line, I can’t sit still and it’s seriously becoming an annoyance.  I am annoyed with my own restlessness. Imagine that!

Despite my restlessness, I make it a point to focus my energies on productive endeavors. I make the most of the time given to me. Time is the only resource I can’t take back, and I make sure I make every second count.

Making the best use of the time, because the days are evil. – Ephesians 5:16