Lazy But Busy

I don't like to not be busy.

I know that I tell you that I'm lazy, and I am, but I do need to be doing something most of the time. 

Working, Volunteering, my Church calling, Reading, Knitting, Volunteering with the Girl Guides, Coursework, Blogging, Vlogging, Podcasting, Cooking, Cleaning, Gardening, Letter Writing... the list goes on and is pretty endless.

There are of course moments, where I'm sitting on the sofa or at the kitchen table doing nothing. Moments where I could have been cleaning the bathroom, unloading the dishwasher, running a load of laundry, preparing a nutritious meal for my family.

I googled it back in April.

Lazy but busy.

I found page after page of articles, opinions pieces about how this was a terrible thing.
How being busy isn't the same as being productive.
How being busy is a form of being lazy.
How being busy is bad.

I got defensive.

I'm not busy because I'm putting off doing things. I'm not busy because I don't have boundaries. I'm not busy because I...

Oh crap. I got called out and I knew I had to face it.

I cut back on everything.

I asked to be released from my calling at Church.
I quit two of my volunteer roles.
I limited my social media use.
I limited the amount of time I was allowed to read or watch TV.

I thought about the chores that were important, the ones that needed to be done and agreed to make those the chores that needed to be done.
I thought about ways to spend time with my family, ways to support them and made those my priority.
I thought about the things that I needed to make sure that my life was the life I wanted to lead.

I'm still quite often busy and I'm still quite often lazy but I'm getting better.