Last October, I created a page for Awards, explaining my reasons for not accepting them. It’s cool that people think I deserve them; however, I didn’t post ALL of why I prefer not getting them. Folks, I’ve simply gotten lazy about it. Two days before Christmas, my sister called me, in the middle of my surfing the web and blogging, and wanted me to order the sweet potato souffle from Boston Market for our Birthday Feast for Jesus and this is how it went:
Sister: Look, I need you to go to Boston Market’s website to place the souffle order. Here’s my log in and password.
Me: (Annoyed at this sudden disturbance) I put in what you told me and it’s asking for the same thing again. Sending me in loops.
Sister: Did you go to Place Orders or something like that?
Me: (Frustrated) I see Meals to Go and that’s where I logged in. It’s not taking me nowhere to order nothing.
Sister: Girl, did you go where I told you?!
Me: (Now, more irritated and whiny) I don’t feel like doing this.
Sister: Click the box and -.
Me: I don’t wanna do this. I don’t like helping people.
Sister: Bye, girl!
I was gonna post this under a blog entitled Slick Ways of Doing Absolutely Nothing but I didn’t feel like thinking about being lazy. If you’re not falling for excuse number one, here’s another that should win you over. When I started blogging, I wanted a place to do what I enjoyed and missed doing. Writing. After the stress of work, which was affecting me in so many ways, I just didn’t wanna see anymore paperwork, which was tedious, or live by any rules, for that matter. I just wanted a place to stretch out in my Lazy Boy with a beer (if I did drink) and the remote control. The blog was my place to do that. Maybe therapy would’ve been a better idea but then, I wouldn’t have met any of y’all and I think I would’ve reverted back to writing fancy schmancy stuff that made me feel brilliant. Talking brain stuff has a tendency to do that and maybe then I would’ve wanted to become some kinda inspirational writer who would’ve ultimately ended up like a female version of Dr Phil with my own TV show and…(Maybe I should ditch y’all and go to therapy).
Anyhow, my cards are on the table now. As somewhat of a nonconformist, which most artists are, rules are a little hard for me. I thank you for thinking of me, however, but I’m gonna guzzle down this beer and eat some chips. In the meantime, if you want to participate as an interviewee in a book on leadership, swing by Solid Gold Creativity. Narelle Hanratty wants to feature your perspective on leadership in her new book. She’s a philosopher, sock knitter, and quite a nice person, if I do say so myself. I’m learning a good deal on how to be better as a leader as a result of reading her blog.
Until next time…