Sometimes early in the work week, I end up chiding myself if I feel like I'm being lazy. I tell myself, Why are you taking the elevator when it's only two flights up? Or even, Why are you having a second coke and it's not even ten o'clock in the morning yet? Do you need caffeine that badly?
Then I tell myself, Wait, didn't you spend the weekend lifting things in your apartment and helping your girlfriend? Or, Didn't you spend the weekend lugging two air conditioners up three flights of stairs and drilling supports on the window sill for one of them?
Thankfully, the conversation usually stops at that point.
Then I tell myself, Wait, didn't you spend the weekend lifting things in your apartment and helping your girlfriend? Or, Didn't you spend the weekend lugging two air conditioners up three flights of stairs and drilling supports on the window sill for one of them?
Thankfully, the conversation usually stops at that point.
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