I’ve always been lazy. And I’m lucky in the fact that I can be lazy and still get places. In high school, I was a B/C student with an A here or there. I did the bare minimum, I didn’t try very hard at all. I am pretty smart, just really lazy, so I was able to scoot by and still turn out okay and get into an okay college in the end.
And in college, nothing really changed. I was a little more inspired to do well, to learn more – but I was still lazy. I still put very little effort into most of my classes. The hardest ones to me were the math classes I was forced to take.
Because the laziest part about me is if things don’t come semi easy to me, I won’t try at all. Like in math – I just don’t get it. I don’t really want to get it.
When I sit down and try a new hobby, if I can’t have some substantial proof of okay-ness, I won’t keep trying. I’ve been forcing myself through crocheting because sometimes things turn out fine. But I mostly hate it because it doesn’t come easy to me, it’s something I have to learn, and I’m just too lazy to do that.
While I think I’m lazy, I’m also really hard on myself. If I wrote down a list of everything I did today, plenty of people would say that’s enough. But I know I could do more.
As I’ve gotten older, I’ve tried to minimize my laziness. I get done everything I need to get done, I don’t procrastinate too much at work, I am on top of my responsibilities. But I don’t normally go above and beyond because of the laziness – it’s something I really need to work on.