Slackers Unite….Tomorrow!

My brother gave me a T-shirt with those words on it. I love it! I still have it and pull it out on occasion for particularly lazy days. Now those days are few and far between and I am struggling with accepting that.
Six years in college made me lazy. Well, I should say they made me lazier. I’ve always been the slacker, the procrastinator, the person to distract everyone else from studying. Neither college nor grad school taxed me too much and two years of lazy days and evening classes in grad school spoiled me more that I could have imagined. I have now been in the working world, the ‘real world’ for 6 months, and I’m ready to be a full time student again.
After the novelty of having a real job and a steady income wore off, as my work weeks got longer and longer and continue to lengthen, I now find myself in the unpleasant mindset that looks at weekends as a recovery period from a stressful week. All I want to do on a weekend is sleep all day. When I don’t get to sleep as much as I want, I get cranky and irritable. I find myself less and less inclined to go out and meet up with friends anymore. Which bothers me. Granted, some of my closest friends are no longer in the city, but there are plenty of others that I don’t get to see nearly enough. It worries me when it takes 6 phone calls for me to find the urge to meet up with a good friend who I used to see at least once a week. I want to be a slacker again. I want to take naps in the middle of the day, go for movies at midnight and see people whenever I want to. Sigh.