Hey, Lazy House, what are you doing?

As many of you know I am living this bizarre lifestyle that I struggle to define. Am I a homemaker? Do I sew things and sell them in my mom's shop? Am I a struggling writer? Am I lazy? One good answer is that my job is to not spend money.

In a new town, meeting new people, I have to answer these questions a lot. What are you doing? Are you working? etc. etc. I really struggle with it. After some soul searching, I have discovered that I shouldn't feel guilty. It is what it is.

Part of my soul searching involved me renovating a blog I started a while ago called Lazy House.

I really think our generation has the ability to choose quality of life over consumption. But it is not easy. I know it is not easy for me.

On top of it, other people think you are odd. There is peer pressure to work. There is even more imagined peer pressure to work.

One of my main hesitancies for making the blog public is summed up in these thoughts:

I can't be adding a layer of pretend on to my life, or a layer of sentimentality. I can't be marketing myself through this blog. But what I can do is enjoy what I am doing.

I really want to be honest with myself and have a place to organize some ideas and have some accountability. I think blogs are a great organizational tool and a good record.

The blog is called Lazy House.