The Slob BlogBecause slobs need love too!

For years, I have been begging my family and friends to lie to me about time.  I have a disease…I know I do.  Huge chunks of time can pass without me feeling a damn thing.  Thirty minutes late is more that “common” for me, it’s my M.O.  Time and I just don’t have a healthy working relationship, and I wish that my loved ones could be supportive and understanding about that.  It’s not like I don’t go into these situations with good intentions, but I just don’t know what happens!  I start off with a reasonable goal in mind, like showering, getting dressed, and downing a quick breakfast within an hour.   Other people do it, so why can’t I?  It just doesn’t happen.  Some small shiny object, or super comfy spot on the bed distracts me just long enough to suck twenty or thirty minutes from my life without me even realizing it.  I just can’t be held responsible for that.  It’s my nature, people!  So you all better get on board with this whole lying thing.  You can call it juvenile, pathetic, or just plain ridiculous, but if you’d like me to show up somewhere at a specific time, then you better start building in that slob buffer, or you’ll be the one suffering from my lateness.  Cuz believe me…as much as I try to be bothered by it, my own crappy time management skills suit me just fine…and THAT’S the truth!!!