Monday Morning Duel

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Another Monday, another long week ahead of Stacie. This is her own personal battle. The battle between her, and laziness. Who will win?

Submitted: April 27, 2012

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Submitted: April 27, 2012



Mornin' reader! Let me tell you about my Monday morning..

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I wake up to the sound of the most annoying alarm clock in the world. Why must you be so loud!I ask myself with a loud moan. It's a Monday morning. Ugh! I hate Mondays.I think. After such a pleasant weekend of sleeping in and doing nothing of real importance, I have to arise once again to face my undefeated foe - laziness.I spend another few minutes in bed just hoping time would stand still - just this once. I beg to the clock still ringing noisily beside me, "Just shut up. Please."

I shake my head and toss around trying to block the annoyance. There's a snooze button there somewhere. I'm sure of it. But my hand refuses to find it for my eyes. I know I have to get up and do a lot of things today, but wow am I lazy.

Finally, my alarm clock gets the best of me. I slowly sit up and rub the sleep from my eyes.Another Monday, another loooong weekday ahead of me. I think followed by a loud sigh. I dread housework. In fact, I dread any kind of work. The thought of exerting so much effort to something that's just not fun fills me with annoyance. Now if I could get paid for fixing my own bed, I would do it without hesitation. These are one of the times when I wish I could just be a kid again. Things like this don't seem to be so much of a burden when I was younger.

I begin picking up my pillows and straightening up the sheets. The soft matress tempts me ever so much to jump back in bed for another five minutes. Oh how delightful a treat that would be! I make my way to the left side of my bed - the side I usually walk to when I climb under my sheets - and kick away my slippers. But a thought interrupts me. I would have to fix the bed again. I stand up feeling irritated and search for where my slippers may have been flung to.This just isn't my day.

At long last, I smile at my accomplishment. My bed is fixed and there is not a wrinkle in sight. But the silly grin on my face fades fast when I realize the time. I've spent more than an hour just fixing my bed, and there is much to do today.Perfect.

I approach the shiny silver doorknob that leads to my bathroom and turn it. Shower time. I take off my pj's revealing the slim figure that my friends often envy. Clothes can really change what you look like. I think as I look at myself in the mirror.

I step into the shower and begin scrubbing myself. The cold water trickling down from the shower head onto my tanned skin waking my body for another day.Refreshing.I step out of the shower and wrap my towel around my soaked body. I let the water from my hair drip down to the floor as I begin drying myself. It's lazy work really. If it existed, I would buy an automatic body dryer. That way, I wouldn't have to waste so much effort in patting myself dry after a shower. My hair is another issue. It's a tiring job trying to towel dry then comb my hair. I've intended to have it cut short, but I just can't be bothered to go and get a haircut.

It seemed to take hours to get ready, but I'm finally done. I look at the mess that I made and let out another a silent sigh.Can't I just have a break? I ran my fingers through my hair. It was still a bit wet, but I managed to stop it from dripping.

I managed to fix up the mess and made my way to my kitchen. My stomach growled signalling that I had to get something to eat. Cooking was never one of the things I enjoyed. Eating was more of my style. But I lived alone. I was left to fend for myself. My parents made a terrible decision leaving me on my own like this. Don't they know how lazy their daughter is? I smiled at the thought of my parents still taking care of everything for their twenty three year old daughter. Man I'm lazy.

I decide to fix myself a bowl of cereal for breakfast.Finally, something easy! I think as I happily munch on the food I've prepared for myself. As I eat, I dictate to my mind the things that I had to do today:

  • Work
  • Groceries
  • Visit dad in the hospital
  • Pay the bills
  • Cook dinner
  • Arrange company trip
  • Email Mr. Stewart
  • Water the plants
  • Wash the dishes
  • Remember what other things I had to do..

I groaned at the things I had to do.I'm not built for this kind of work. I've got a long day ahead of me.I finished my cereal and put the bowl on the sink.I'll get to those later. I think as I make my way to work. I say a silent prayer asking the Lord to fend off this laziness. Hopefully He hears me and answers my prayer today.

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Every day I fight the same battle with my greatest competitor, laziness. It's probably the most difficult opponent by far. I don't recall ever overthrowing this foe, but I am proud to say that I might just win this time 'round. Wish me luck!

Who do you think will win this?

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