I love a short cut, easy street, the quick fix, a no brainer.
I hate the person who said "to every complex problem, there is an answer which is simple, neat...and wrong". Oh Come ON.
What a spoilsport they were.
The following heinous acts of laziness exemplify my attitude.
Often when cleaning up the bazillions of little crumbs which escape from the bottom of the toaster, instead of thinking "Gee I must open that little trap door thingie and give it a good clean.", I think "Stuff it, I think I'll just get another toaster". And I would. Just watch me.
|See, stupid crumbs. Always the crumbs.|
(I'm afraid I can't bring myself to photo the ink stain, it is the worst thing I've ever seen)
I had to ask my husband where the vacuum cleaner was. It's been six months since I've used the damn thing. He didn't know either, but together we found it.
|There he is!! Was hiding.|
|Talk about your contrasting weather patterns.|
|Like we'd go out in that.|
(It would be totally sick to show you a photo of this, presuming I was sick enough to have anything to photograph).
There are more, many more. But I think that's enough embarrassing revelations for one day don't you?