Between (possible) part time jobs, sleeping 12 hours a day and tanning for basically all waking hours, summer can be a hard time to really accomplish anything. Not to mention going back home to all the regular chores you haven’t had to do for the past nine months. (Don’t tell parents that; of course laundry was completely kept up with at school!) All of these forgotten time killers (and pretty much no incentive) made it very hard to get through a well-intentioned summer wish list.
As the library starts up its annual reading program offering Slinkys, t-shirts and cheap toys to get the younger generations to read, the rest of us generate our own reading lists. Including but not limited to: all the celebrity gossip that seems to crop up in the warmer months, subscriptions to US weekly or Vogue that weren’t forwarded to college (how else am I supposed to know the summer fashion trends?), Tumblr, Facebook newsfeed (40 more pictures of your African safari? Hold on, let me comment on how fascinating all of them are. My jealousy knows no bounds.) and most importantly, mandated “how to find a job” (in this economy?!) literature. Yes indeed, finding time to read is always difficult in summer, especially given all other obligations. I have found it is much easier to just look at the pictures-I have heard they are worth a thousand words—and as such, don’t stray too far from Instagram.
There are pools to be watched over from a deck chair, fireworks that demand attention, parks visited, radios blasted and mandated large family gatherings. Vacations to take, tourist traps to spring and road trip nightmares to never forget are almost pre-requisites to spending time under the summer sun. And summer is a great care-free time. Finally get around to getting that tattoo or drastically cutting/dying hair or getting a new wardrobe! (Can’t wear last season’s styles now, not when the new stuff is so much different.) All these self-improvements can occur just in time to go back to school and make an impressive re-appearance.
Of course, these new personality alterations do nothing to improve your standing with the old high school crowd you might still be hanging with. Meeting (or avoiding) those that you like (used to like, or never liked in the first place) from high school demands you come up with some really great college experience stories (where are you going to study abroad?), which can be time-consuming, though rewarding, to say the least.
Personal health goals are another commonly failed summer wish list item: I’ll have time to work out every day! Train for that marathon. Experiment with new healthy summer food recipes found whilst searching for dietary hope during those depressing winter months on Pinterest. Lose that freshman 15. You know what else goes really well with summer? Ice cream.
While summers spent reinventing personalities or becoming cultured or otherwise accomplishing these aforementioned goals can be rewarding and fulfilling (Re: “Eat, Pray, Love”), there is nothing wrong with lazing around. The real world will come soon enough to take these lazy summer days away.
In times when I struggle to justify my own laziness I look to the internet for answers: “Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.” Marthe Troly-Curtin