Cooking may be a lazy girl's kryptonite. First: there's the prep work. Washing the vegetables (that I probably won't eat - because, in addition to being lazy, I am also very unhealthy), cutting the vegetables, cooking the vegetables, washing the chicken (you know, it took me 25 years to understand you should rinse the chicken BEFORE cooking - shockingly, i'm still alive), there's the measuring, the stirring...ugh. And then there's the dishes. I live in NYC, where I lack some of the finer things in life - like a dishwasher and central air (I don't even own a microwave - but, that's on me.) So, yes - the idea of putting together anything other than frozen pizza or a slightly more ambitious macaroni and cheese is fairly daunting.
I lived in Florida for a bit of my life and when my FL boyfriend came to visit me in my new Manhattan digs, we got into a fight about my lifestyle. He had the audacity to say to me, "Kris, you're not an adult - you don't even buy groceries." In the moment, I took offense, and momentarily began to audit my fledgling lazy girl lifestyle. However, in the days and weeks and inevitable breakup to come - I soon realized that there was nothing wrong with me. In fact, there were legions of New Yorkers, and lazy girls, in this world that shared in my 'no cook till Brooklyn' Manhattan lifestyle. And as I'm sitting her - I'm kicking myself for not getting on the ground floor of seamless.com, Caviar, Postmates (have the latter two gone public yet?)
I have more stories involving exes questioning my 'laziness' - until years later things that I did back then have become common practice. I like to consider myself a lazy-habit early adopter. I remember back in the earlish 2000s when my then boyfriend wanted to order a pizza. I went to my computer to drop the order. I turned around he was gone. HE WAS GOING TO LOOK FOR A PHONE BOOK. AN EFFING PHONE BOOK! And this was Post Y2K! He remarked on how I was being silly to want to order a pizza online. WELL LOOK AT ME NOW, BOY. #Grubhub forever.