Lazy

Scary really.  I heard something today which I had never heard before, but I reckon it is true.  It was “the less you do, the less you want to do.”  The reason I think it is true is that it is my experience right now.
Today is our bin collection day.  I though yesterday I could cut up thick branches and deposit them in the bin as we have room this week.  Then today dawned and the idea did not appear as attractive.  It no doubt would have been good, but it did not feel necessary.  In the scheme of things, it will happen, but not today.
I have three reasons for the way I have become.  I am getting lazy.  Entirely possible.  I am getting older.  Can’t deny it.  Someone said today the older you get the more you should do.  Not fair!!  My condition.  I want to go with that one.  Just send me money and it will help me feel better.
It is no doubt why Merril could so confidently declare “you are not as fit as you used to be.”  As is so often the case she is right.  I don’t like it though. You no doubt thought I meant I don’t like her being right.  I was trying to manipulate the sentence so that is what you would think.  At times when she is right, I like it, and at other times I do not.  I have no intension of declaring what this time is.
Don’t get me wrong.  I still do stuff.  Important stuff to me and a few others.  But I do less, and I am more inclined to do less.  I am not convinced that is a good thing.  I noticed it on the table tennis court last night.  I was more cactus after sets, then I have been.
It is making me reassess things.  Too bad I’ll need to wait till the new year to make a resolution.   But really there is no time like the present.  But I just heard on the tv that the present is determined as having been 1950.  Too bad I was not even born then.  Oh well.  Besides it was said on tv so it must be true surely.
These people were serious.  The thinking of some scientists is that because of the effects on the atmosphere of nuclear testing, that was the last date that carbon dating could be trusted.  It was on QI.  It is good to have a reason for my trust issues.
Then again, I think I need to be honest with myself when it comes to doing less.  But why should I?  Can’t make me.  This cocoon of self-delusion is quite comfortable.  Pity about that feeling that something is not quite right.  Still, I reckon I can deal with that.  Eventually I probably won’t even be aware of it.
Really though, it is not the way I want to go.  Time to shape up.  Time to face it like a man.  Time to…time to…eat!!
I do think though that despite the way I feel, it is time to face up to the fact that what I am doing is not in my best interests.  I am not afraid of an inevitable natural decline.  I think I am only using some things as an alibi, and they are not really valid.