Recently, someone in my Coping and Healing Group called herself “lazy.” Because I’m not lazy about pointing out people’s cognitive distortions, I suggested that she was labeling herself negatively.
This group member, who I never perceive as lazy, looked surprised and shared that she didn’t see “lazy” as a negative label. Because I don’t want to be lazy about letting in different perspectives, I realized that “lazy” could sometimes be positive.
I shall now lazily look up a definition of “lazy.”

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Because I want to avoid burnout, I think it would behoove me to be more lazy, and why not start on National Lazy Day?


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I choose to be lazy as I share my other images for today.





















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On National Lazy Day, I shall not explore any of the other National Days.
Here’s what I find when I look for “lazy” on YouTube.
Feel free to be lazy about leaving a comment, below.
Lazy thanks to all who help me blog every day, including YOU!

I think we are both of the generation where lazy was indeed considered a negative label, Ann.
Also, I am now beta-reading the novel “Bones of My Buried Past” by our co-blogger Austin Hodgens. I’m hoping a wise literary agent agrees that the whole world deserves to see this compelling first novel. https://moviewriternyu.wordpress.com/
Thanks for another not-lazy comment, Mark, and for being a busy friend to me, Austin, and many others.
https://youtu.be/KnIgXtE4K5U
Thanks for sharing that, Dr. Del Castillo!
It took me a long time to embrace the lazy. As markbialczak said, I am of that generation. It was an epithet thrown at me by my dad whenever he caught me reading. So I call myself lazy when someone else is in the house and I realize there is something on the floor that I should have picked up. It always seems like a lame excuse to mumble something about my bad back (the real reason). I just call myself the word I’m sure they are thinking – lazy. Then I laugh, as if I don’t really care.
I am embracing lazy and the little girl who was you, Barbara.
Ah, Ann. The little girl who was me is grateful.
My parents believed anyone who pursued a career in the arts—writing, painting, acting, music, or anything like that—was lazy. And yet I was just thinking about my pottery teacher who said she made pottery a career because she knew it was the only job where she’d be any good. She works very hard at it, maybe harder than anyone else I know.
Thanks for all your hard work, my artistic friend.
I declare that any day you need some ‘lazy’ should be lazy day. good for the soul and it takes some training .
Your comments are always good for the soul, beth.
I fit right into your frame, Ann. I take “lazy” days all the time, but I refer to them as my mental health breaks. I find I’m taking them a lot lately. 🙂
We shall both be lazy for our health, Debra!