Is that I’m lazy. It’s something I’ve tried to fight my whole life. If I start my day sitting down and reading something, whatever it is, then I find it so hard to get going doing anything else the whole day. I know its not good, and I do all sorts of hilarious things to combat it, but I’m naturally not energetic and I’m extraordinarily good at turning a blind eye to things like dusty windows and the ring around the bathtub. Of course having two small children mean you can’t really be lazy all day, but it goes against my instincts to take a book and a cup of tea and sit somewhere comfortable. Damn kids. Always wanting food and clean clothes and shit.
So I’m lazy. That’s my bad habit. I don’t have the time to indulge it, but I fight it almost all the time. Surely the laundry can wait one more day, right?
What’s your bad habit? Are you a filthy fingernail-chewer? A laundry-leaver too? Or perhaps you litter? DON’T LITTER.