7 Deadly Sins: Sloth
Feb. 14th, 2011 14:19Day 1 - Pride. Seven great things about yourself.
Day 2 - Envy. Seven things you lack and covet.
Day 3 - Wrath. Seven things that piss you off.
Day 4 - Sloth. Seven things you neglect to do.
Day 5 - Greed. Seven worldly material desires.
Day 6 - Gluttony. Seven guilty pleasures.
Day 7 - Lust. Seven love secrets.
1. The cat's litter box. While not strictly speaking my job (I made it clear that, should we get a cat, I would never go near the box), if it were I would train the cat to use the toilet. Can't stand working with shit no further away than the length of my arm.
2. Keep in contact with people. I love my friends - that's why they're my friends, after all - but I am inertia's bitch. I get into my rut - work, home, sleep, lather, rinse, repeat, and am hard to budge out of it. I hate the telephone and rarely call anyone unless driven to by necessity.
3. Exercise. At thirty pounds heavier than I want to be, you'd think I'd be highly motivated. Not so much. See #2.
4. Clean the costume shop. There are lots of piles, and it shares space with the laundry so that contributes. I built some shelves last weekend that I need to put up. Hopefully, those will help by providing places up and out of the way to put things.
5. Purge the useless stuff. I don't hoard, not really. You'll never see me on an A&E special, but I do like to keep things around. What saves me is the ability to be ruthless and say, "Well, I've been meaning to do something with that, but it's been a year so out it goes." Still, it takes me that year to realize - ok, admit - that I don't need object "X".
6. Take downtime. I just don't, very much. I'm constantly Doing.
7. Tell or show my wife I love her. We have a good marriage, don't get me wrong, but a little tangible remembrance a little more often wouldn't come amiss.
Day 2 - Envy. Seven things you lack and covet.
Day 3 - Wrath. Seven things that piss you off.
Day 4 - Sloth. Seven things you neglect to do.
Day 5 - Greed. Seven worldly material desires.
Day 6 - Gluttony. Seven guilty pleasures.
Day 7 - Lust. Seven love secrets.
1. The cat's litter box. While not strictly speaking my job (I made it clear that, should we get a cat, I would never go near the box), if it were I would train the cat to use the toilet. Can't stand working with shit no further away than the length of my arm.
2. Keep in contact with people. I love my friends - that's why they're my friends, after all - but I am inertia's bitch. I get into my rut - work, home, sleep, lather, rinse, repeat, and am hard to budge out of it. I hate the telephone and rarely call anyone unless driven to by necessity.
3. Exercise. At thirty pounds heavier than I want to be, you'd think I'd be highly motivated. Not so much. See #2.
4. Clean the costume shop. There are lots of piles, and it shares space with the laundry so that contributes. I built some shelves last weekend that I need to put up. Hopefully, those will help by providing places up and out of the way to put things.
5. Purge the useless stuff. I don't hoard, not really. You'll never see me on an A&E special, but I do like to keep things around. What saves me is the ability to be ruthless and say, "Well, I've been meaning to do something with that, but it's been a year so out it goes." Still, it takes me that year to realize - ok, admit - that I don't need object "X".
6. Take downtime. I just don't, very much. I'm constantly Doing.
7. Tell or show my wife I love her. We have a good marriage, don't get me wrong, but a little tangible remembrance a little more often wouldn't come amiss.