As I'll explain later, this blog is an exercise in breaking habits and fighting laziness. I don't feel horribly compelled to write right this moment, but I figured I might forget my point if I don't. Also, they say writing is a skill that must be practiced, so consider me practicing.
As I awoke around 11am today, I was struck by my nonchalant attitude at the time on the clock. It meant almost nothing to me (Indeed, time is an abstract I've always wrestled with, but that's for another entry). I'm so used to sleeping in and staying up late and being without job that I almost consider my current lifestyle to be the norm. However, this idea would soon die a fiery horrible death.
On the way to my parent's house a certain song came on my iPod. I haven't heard this song in years, and I'm honestly not sure why I still have it, let alone how it got on my iPod. It may be familiar to some, to others a new discovery. The lyrics go a little something like this:
"you're up with the sunrise
and down when the work's been done
with excellence industry
diligence naturally
i would like to be you
just for a few habit forming years
laziness cuts me like fine cutlery
i need a miracle someone to help me help myself
sweet jesus i need you
forgive me this sin
not hookers or heroin gambling or gin
it sounds so ridiculous but i just can't lick this
And it's true. Most days I claim to be looking for a job but in fact spend more time watching bad tv and surfing Facebook. It's not because I'd rather be watching bad tv than working, but because I'm used to wasting my day away. It feels normal.
And laziness feels so insurmountable. It feels omnipresent and omnipotent. It feels like something I'll never beat. As the song goes, I might almost feel better if my sin were prostitutes or black tar heroin. It'd make me feel better about proclaiming to have a problem. Hell, I can give up porn but I can't quit Maury?!
But it is what it is. I do need help. I need reasons to get up in the morning, outside of myself. If I get up early I'm more likely to actually get things done, but I can't force myself awake. So here's an idea: You, dear reader, are invited over for breakfast. Or perhaps you could invite me. Either way, please let me know in advance, and I'd love to get up and cook or just eat breakfast with you.
And we'd get to hang out, and I need to be social. Social habits force change in me as being social makes me feel lame for not having a job. Peer pressure does work!
Also, if anyone knows of a place that is hiring, please let me know.
Wow, that turned into a bit more of a post than I was expecting. Go me!
Thank you for your time and consideration.
Hey, I don't know of anyone that's hiring, but I do know there are a lot of organizations out there that could use volunteers! You could do that like, once a week or something, until you find a job somewhere. That way you start yourself off slow, and give yourself something to feel good about during the day :) Also, it looks great on a resume AND chicks (well, some chicks) dig guys with big hearts that like to help people.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I'll have breakfast with you! Maybe me and Gabe can have brekkie with you some time. I occasionally have Tuesdays or Thursdays off, or we could do it on a Saturday.