I Don’t Want To Work
I don’t like to work.
There, I said it. Given the choice to work or lie on the floor like a worm, the latter will nearly always be my preference. I was told to tell you I’m kidding which I’m now doing reluctantly from the floor.
I give equal footing to all my work aversions, income-producing or not. It can take me a year to get my pictures hung, and I almost never do the dishes before bed.