Inner Slacker

Life is a constant struggle between the inner slacker and the inner workaholic. The slacker wants to sit on it’s ass drinking coffe or beer and enjoying life’s parade in all it’s variety. The inner workaholic is a scared little chap who constantly wants to protect himself from life’s blows. He berates the slacker for not doing enough to improve his lot in life. No where is this more apparent than at work. The workaholic starts to fret if work isn’t frantic enough. They will sack me and I’ll lose the house and everything. He is a classic catastrophiser. The workaholic is always measuring the angles and looking for the best way of getting something. The inner workaholic never looks at the big picture, or when he does it is always about what is missing and what should be happening. He never has any fun.

The inner slacker is too lazy to really fight back. He knows that beer o’clock will roll around eventually and comfort and calmness will return. Personally I like the slacker the best. He is much more fun to have around..... and he keeps me sane.