Why do I get lazy?
Why do I get lazy?
This week (actually it happened 20 March) is not one I am especially proud of, but it is one I need to be honest about. Sometimes the weeks where I struggle the most are the ones that teach me the most, and this one showed me that laziness and a small lie can turn into something much bigger if I let my guard down.
I had the whole week off, which should have been a blessing. I had time to catch up on things around the house, rest a little, and take care of the small errands that normally pile up when life is busy. Instead, I let myself get comfortable. Too comfortable. I slept in, watched more TV than I should have, and kept telling myself I would get things done later. Later kept turning into tomorrow, and tomorrow turned into the end of the week.
On Friday, hubby texted me while he was at work and asked if I could pick up his medicine from the pharmacy. I saw the text. I remember looking at my phone, thinking I should go, and then telling myself I would do it in a minute. That minute never came. I stayed on the couch, scrolling on my phone, telling myself it wasn’t a big deal and that I still had time.
A while later he texted again saying he had to leave work early, get the medicine himself, and then go pick up our son for a pickup basketball game. When that message came in, my stomach dropped. I knew right then I had messed up. Not because he was angry, but because I knew I had been lazy when I had no reason to be.
And then I made it worse.
Instead of just telling the truth, I texted back, “Sorry, I didn’t see the text.”
The moment I sent it, I felt that sinking feeling in my chest. It was such a small lie, but I knew it was a lie. I had seen the text. I had chosen not to act. Saying I didn’t see it was easier than admitting I had been lazy, but it also felt wrong the second I did it.
I couldn't take it any longer, the guilt have been building and honestly I felt horrible that i had not helped out my partner. I texted him again, "I saw it. I ignored it. I’m sorry."
When he got home, he was calm, which almost makes it harder. He told the kids to go to the movies so we could talk.
He gave me a long lecture, and honestly I needed it. He talked about responsibility, about how we rely on each other, and how when one of us drops the ball it affects the whole family. He also talked about honesty, and how even a white lie breaks trust. Hearing that hurt more than I expected, because I never want to be someone he can’t rely on.
Yes, I got a spanking, and I deserved it. Not because he was angry, but because we both know that when I get lazy or careless, a real consequence helps me reset my attitude. It is embarrassing to admit that I needed that, but it is the truth. I had no good reason for what I did. I wasn’t sick, I wasn’t overwhelmed, I was just being lazy. And then I lied to cover it. (Read about it here)
Afterward, I cooked dinner, and things were calmer, but the lesson wasn’t over. Later that evening he had me sit down with my Bible and look up a few verses.
Proverbs 20:4 — “The sluggard does not plow in the autumn; he will seek at harvest and have nothing.”
That one hit hard. Laziness always feels small in the moment, but it shows up later when something needs to be done and you aren’t ready.
Proverbs 21:25 — “The desire of the sluggard kills him, for his hands refuse to labor.”
That verse made me think about how easy it is to want things to go smoothly without putting in the effort.
2 Thessalonians 3:11-12 — “For we hear that some among you walk in idleness… Now such persons we command and encourage in the Lord Jesus Christ to do their work quietly and to earn their own living.”
That one reminded me that discipline in daily life matters, even in the small things at home.
I don’t really have a good explanation for why I was lazy or why I told that white lie. That’s the part that bothers me the most. It wasn’t rebellion, it wasn’t anger, it was just carelessness. And carelessness can hurt a marriage just as much as anything else if I let it grow.
This was not my proudest moment, but maybe writing it out will help me remember next time I feel like staying on the couch when I should get up, or when I feel tempted to tell a little lie to make myself look better.
Sometimes the hardest lessons are the ones we need the most.
I think it is procratination more than laziness Ma'am but it is not tolerated here either. I have had four spankings since last Saturday for it and am really feeling sore but even so it took a lot of effort to get going this morning!
ReplyDeleteMrs Peter Evans
Mrs. Evans,
DeleteOhhhh sorry for your bottom. I can tell you I just didn't feel like doing anything
I always ask myself the same questions.
ReplyDeleteI think a lot of us do. And by the way it's okay to get lazy occasionally. 3 Things which is not okay...
Delete1. Being Lazy all the time.
2. Being Lazy when someone really needs you, especially when it is your spouse.
3. Being Lazy and then lying about it.
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ReplyDeleteLisa, this is a question I’ve asked myself often over the years. Momentary delay becomes avoidance, which becomes procrastination, which very quickly becomes outright disobedience, even though at the start, there was no wish to disobey. In the early days of marriage, it was my most frequent failing, a bad habit from childhood that my parent’s permissive nature allowed to take root in me. I struggled to keep up with the pace of chores as a new bride, and I was spanked often for the unfolded laundry on the couch or the dirty dishes overflowing in the sink. Over time, the distance between one “laziness” spanking to the next began to increase, as my husband’s careful training and his lectures on time management helped me to make real changes in my habits. But the cycle itself hasn't broken, and inevitably, my attention will ever so gradually shift away from my duties until I’ve crossed the line into disobedience and earned myself another sore bottom.
ReplyDeleteIt’s one of the more frustrating punishments to receive, because I know better, and I had been doing so well. And because I didn’t ever make the conscious decision to defy him, I just let small avoidances pile up like grains of sand until I was buried right up to my neck. And then I think, if I had just stopped here, if I had just changed course a few hours back, I would be in a much comfortable position, enjoying a romantic evening with my husband instead of receiving correction over his lap.
My husband has never practiced maintenance spankings, that is, being spanked for something I haven’t done, but it seems to me like this situation fits the definition better. I am an obedient, submissive wife who genuinely seeks to please my husband. But in order to keep to his high standards each day, I require periodic maintenance. I need a vivid reminder of the stinging consequences that await a lazy spirit, in case my memory of them had become hazy. I need to connect the subtle edge in his voice when offering me a fair warning with the firm determination in it when he commands me to bend over. And it works wonderfully, for a time… until I require a tuneup.
Thank you for sharing your story, Lisa, and reassuring me that even you, who I admire so much, requires support from her husband to avoid the temptation of laziness.