Wednesday, April 7, 2021

How Often?

 

How often during this past year have you had one of those days where you just can't scrounge up the motivation to do anything of importance or significance?













14 comments:

Your French Patrick said...

How can I scrounge up the means to make you feel better? Who said that it was mandatory to be dynamic each and every days? Not me.

Hugs and bisous, my darlings Jean and Pat.

Rad said...

Counting today...

Man! Yup; spot on. Woke up with a case of the fuckets this morning. Fuck it; I just don't feel like doing crap.

...and tomorrow is not looking like it's going to be much of an improvement.

SickoRicko said...

More than half of my days.

Mistress Maddie said...

I try to do something productive most days so not to get stagnate or lose interest. Doesn't always happen. Made you should take a break and switch things up? I find that helps.

uptonking said...

That may be why I started blogging once the whole covid lockdown began. I continued to work from home, but my work is a trifle... a means to a paycheck. Emotionally? Checked out and going through the motions at this point. The machine is so big, it runs itself. So I looked for something. I didn't have access to my gym... and I knew I would be in trouble, emotionally... so I started to write daily. This has been a reason to get up every morning and check stats and read blogs and comment and create something every day. So, I haven't had any of those days... yet. I may not be the best housekeeper these days... dust bunnies are sort of appropriate for easter, yes? But I do like writing. Words are so much fun. And so are the people who blog.

BatRedneck said...

More than I care to admit.
They say "The devil makes work for idle hands". Well, it seems the Devil had me coming up with a blog filled with nude and horny men. It could have turned out worse, I guess :-)
More seriously: how's your writing? Have you heard from your publisher?

Sixpence Notthewiser said...

Not every day needs to be an event. Not everything we do needs to be meaningful. Some days are just to... well, do the basics. Not every day has got to be transcendent.

XOXO

JeanWM said...

I'm with French Patrick, we can be very hard on ourselves. Guess what, 100 years from now no one will care.

Maybe someone wrote the same thing back 100 years ago. Hugs and bisous.

Xersex said...

rather often!

whkattk said...

@ Upton - Love your blog. I'm glad you decided to do that. Dust bunnies for Easter? Perfectly fitting! LOL

whkattk said...

@ Bat - Still no word from the publisher. But they say it takes 4 - 6 weeks for a response. I guess I need to learn to "submit it and forget it." I think tomorrow I'll post another "snippet."

whkattk said...

@ Six - You're right, of course. But i wasn't raised in that atmosphere, so i always feel guilty. XOXO

whkattk said...

@ MFP & Jean - I always feel guilty for being a "slug" when there are things to be accomplished. Unless, of course, I can be floating in the pool. For some reason I don't consider that being lazy or sluggish. LOL.

BatRedneck said...

Oh Man, how I appreciate your blog. Both the posts and the comments from all the people.
One thing that might help you fight what you mentioned as the atmosphere you grew up into: being lazy is not a sin, and certainly not a vice. The French version of the saying above is 'Laziness is the mother to all vices'. That is huge bullshit. Just a way to control people and get them to stay in line: do not think, just work.
(it could be: just listen to the radio - just watch TV - just believe politicians - just eat more burgers - just go to church / or pay for more porn - whatever makes you obedient)
There is big difference between being sluggish and being lazy. The sluggish one does not aim at any actual thing, the lazy one spends time at thinking about his purpose and the ways to get to it. Some very smaaart people call it efficiency. (They call themselves 'Smaaart' at cocktails and garden parties, I call them 'Tarts', but that's not the point)
Creativity comes from so many circumstances put together. One can think and come up with a chapter of their ongoing philosophical essay while working his vegetable garden (thank you, Mr Rousseau) ; another will be used to lying on their couch all day, drinking absinthe (thank you, M Beaudelaire) ; while another - hard worker - will wake up humming a tune he dreamed of and who wrote silly words to keep it in mind such as 'scrambled eggs, oh my baby how I love your legs', which happened to become the universally known Yesterday standard.
Never ever underestimate how powerful the laziness of the body can be, for it let the mind come up with its best.

P.S.: you already know what to do: close your eyes and imagine yourself in that fancy pool of yours. Now focus and let your thoughts do the rest, because you count way more than what 'whoever' wanted you to be.