I have found, as I get older, that I have lost my “wanna.”
You know, like I should clean the house, but I don’ wanna. Pay the bills? Don’ wanna. I only have very limited wanna left and it’s reserved for sleeping, eating, and fun stuff. I haven’t got any wanna left for other things.
I USED to wanna all the time. Like I was a Donna-Reed-type dynamo with the cleanin’ and the cookin’ (all right, it came in brief spurts). But now it seems I never wanna. I guess I’m going to need to replace my wanna with some haveta, but, once again, I don’ wanna.
Sorry this is so short… I was gonna write some more, but… you know.
hoodyhoo 
But, but . . . why wouldn’t you wanna write more for us? You might have to just put that in the haveta category from now on! 🙂
Have a nice weekend. Hopefully full of things you wanna do. Make sure you’ve got your snow boots handy.
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my particular portion of Wes’BYGAWD Virginny managed to dodge the snow — it’s just cold as blue fuck! Which doesn’t help with my slothfulness!
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Hey, I don’t wanna go to work. Shit. That’s in the haveta pile. Damnit.
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Exactly. I need to make a bunch of money and be waited on hand and foot!
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Oh God…my Wanna walked out on me a long time ago…I work soley on havta and even that is fucking lazy! You don’t want to come to my house without 14 days notice and a hasmat suit most days!
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I’m actually to the point where I’m trying to make deals with myself — like, “If you change the catboxes, you can sit down and have a drink.” “If you wash some clothes, you can have a nap.”
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I read somewhere that your willpower is like a muscle. Not so much in the sense that you can exercise it and make it stronger, more in the sense that it can only get so big and that the only way to make it larger is artificial means. So anytime I have to do shit I don’t wanna, I try to sweeten it with the shit I DO wanna. Bribery works, and not just on the short people.
Of course, some days I use up my wanna getting the kids to school. Then I come home and go back to bed.
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yep, I only have a finite supply of wanna per day, and when it’s gone, it’s gone!
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I was noticing that since we returned from Yellowstone the house has fallen to a disastrous state. We really need to do dishes and stock the kitchen with healthy food and find the top of the dining room table. But. I don’t wanna.
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I think I’ll give myself today to sleep like a dead thing on the couch, then force myself to do these damn chores tomorrow — again, I’m making deals with myself!
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I don’t even remember where I left my wanna. I still have a few gottas left. But not nearly as many since I retired. I’ve adopted the Scarlette O’Hara attitude to most wannas. “Tomorrow is another day.” or better yet. Why do today what you can put off until tomorrow 🙂
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I keep hoping the house will get SO messy it will come full circle back to clean again!
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I’ve reached a point of conflict. I don’t wanna clean my apartment. But if I don’t, my friends/family may stage an intervention with the help of some cable reality show. And I don’t wanna deal with that, either. A can of gasoline and a match sound rather tempting.
Any recommendations for renter’s insurance?
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I think we’re in the same boat… and neither one of us has enough wanna to row!
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My haveta consisted of BOTH walmart and Sam’s.
Shoot me in the face.
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I can only do one warehouse-type store a day — it’s the law.
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I fight this fight daily and usually lose.
I get it.
But you know what? The sun just came out and I am using this as inspiration to finally cut the damn back yard.
Have a great day.
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I’m sure if I can find the right bribe for myself, I’ll get this shit done… I just don’t know what to offer!
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Wana banana? Wanna Fantana? Wanna pajama? Wanna Bananarama?
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don’ wanna banana, don’ wanna Fantana, DO wanna pajama, DO wanna Bananarama… might wanna Lola Falana… definitely do NOT wanna Hannah Montana…
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You totally rock, with the Lola Falana! I wish I thought of that one!!! Agree with you on the DO NOT WANT for Hannah Montana.
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Sometimes I wanna eat. But other times it seems like too much trouble. So I go to bed instead.
That sounds depressive. But it’s really not. More like pathetic.
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I actually had to pack up my lunch in a take out box at a restaurant last week… BECAUSE I WAS TOO TIRED TO CHEW.
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This has been one of those weeks where I wanna strangle someone. It’s probably better that I don’t, though.
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Oh, I still have PLENTY of THAT kind of wanna.
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I washed my wanna and put it in the dryer and it disappeared. I miss it sometimes, but only just a little.
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maybe that’s what happened to mine… it shrank in the wash!
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I so understand! My wannas are disappearing! Fast! It all started when a lot of wannas did not get fulfilled.
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I do get a little spiteful when the wannas I want don’t get met… then I am even less likely to do the havetas and the oughtas.
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