This was written from a prompt given by The Red Dress Club about Slothfulness.
Although I look around and see all that needs to be done I continue to sit here in this chair, this big, brown, leather Lazyboy. Beside me is my companion Lola, a 53 pound English Bulldog, and resting comfortably on my wrapped up legs is my link to the world, my laptop. The three of us are best pals. We spend many hours together here in the Lazyboy with a cup of coffee, diet coke and a variety of snacks. The thoughts come freely here and flow from mind and heart to fingers. God is here too. I talk, He listens and then He talks and I listen.
The dishes need to be washed, laundry is waiting to be folded, closets are calling to be organized, and worn baseboards need to be touched up, but I keep sitting here in the Lazyboy.
My body molds so well and Lola does too, just perfect right up against my leg. My lower back doesn’t hurt right now, and the lighting is great here in this space created just for me. I am kept warm by my mother’s blue and white cotton blanket. It’s a bit worn now but that makes it all the more precious. I find it’s like having a piece of her right here with me, wrapping me up in her love, such sweet memories. These things keep me coming back to this place I love.
Maybe you’d call this slothful, and it is by definition. But I call it comforting, inviting, rewarding and restful. My time in the Lazyboy with Lola and my laptop is time I wouldn’t trade for any pile of dishes, load of laundry or day of painting baseboards.
However, I do live in reality and I am aware The Train will be home by 6:00pm. By that time the Lazyboy will be empty, Lola will be in her dog bed asleep again, laptop will be sleeping also and I will be making SOMETHING? for dinner.