|Why, yes, I did finally get Tom to relax|
Relaxing is as relaxing does, or so I say. What one person finds relaxing can be totally nerve-wracking to the next. For instance, I find the twittering of birds to be quite soothing, but I suppose that is because I'm a country girl. A city dweller might prefer to shoot the very same bird for disturbing his peace and may think nothing of blaring sirens and the loud, discordant music coming through the walls of his apartment. That would be hell to me!
Relaxing is tough for my go-getter Tommy whose usual speed is double time and you can easily double that when he's in a hurry. Yikes! I have a heck of a time keeping up with that guy!
Of course, that would kill Tom, I'm quite certain of it. I can barely get him to sit still for a few minutes at a time! I wouldn't be too keen on too much relaxing myself, come to think of it and I don't usually have trouble relaxing. Even when relaxing in front of the TV I have to be doing something with my hands or I simply can't relax. Yes, I know that may not make sense to some, but I do believe in the old adage which states idle hands are the devil's handy work.
Folding laundry, while not entirely something I enjoy doing, is a good mindless thing to do while watching idiots on TV. The repetitive motion is relaxing to me. But then so is crocheting which is far more enjoyable and I usually end up with something useful for the trouble. MJ of Lots of Crochet Stitches would agree, I'm sure.
|Justin like a manatee relaxing by floating|
Of course, I also relax while weeding. Hmm, maybe I don't know how to relax after all. I guess I may be no better than Tom at actual real relaxing. We should both do as Justin does. Like a cat, Justin knows how to relax. Some might call him lazy, but have you ever known a lazy person who doesn't know how to relax? Exactly! Go to the relaxing expert!