I've always had a side that leaned toward procrastination, but never to the point that I seem physically, mentally unable to take care of business.
For example, I still have a number of task not started, or unfinished that I need to complete to protect my property, family wellbeing, in the event of civil unrest.
I have done somethings, but I am very frustrated that I am having such difficulty getting key important task completed. "You fucking had the chance and failed them", is how I will feel if I don't complete these things.
I am hesitant to blame what might be pure sorry ass laziness on some outside force, but damn it man, I swear I seem to be under the influence of some bad mojo, and was just wondering if I was alone in this.
I rescued a bunny and he wound up too friendly to eat. Tried a small cage, the chicken run etc. and he just gets out. He lives under the shed now and annoys the neighborhood cats. I don't understand how the foxes, coyotes, eagles and rattlesnakes don't get him but I put out food and water and he says hi to me when I'm around. I've seen a Bull snake big enough to eat him around here too. Hasenpfeffer is our driveway mascot lol.
To be truthful that is one of my concerns. The dang things are so cute, I'm afraid I might have trouble killing them. On the other hand, when ones belly button, and backbone starting rubbing together, it has a tendency to change that situation.
I've shot and ate plenty of cute creatures but it's a different story when you are having coffee and put out some food and the little guy comes to see then decides to chill on the porch with you. I could probably eat dog too but even starving I don't think I'd be able to eat my dog.
I don't know, if I am starving, I think I could dig up my dos buried in the back yard, and gnaw on their bones. But first I would probable walk a couple miles to the ocean and cast for some bait fish, go to the creek, and find some minnows.
Or just leave the door open to encourage intruders and procure a little filet of liver lol.
I just read about a hiker gone missing, died of pneumonia and they found him weeks later with his dog alive and starving by his side. I'm not even that loyal, if my dog dies and I'm starving his ass is going on the grill but I'd starve to death with my best friend instead of kill him... now your dog on the other hand... if it ever gets that bad I'll be shooting people to feed the pigs and selling everyone else bacon made from my enemies.
In a true post apocalypse situation everyone will be turning their pets loose as soon as they can't feed them and I'll need my dog to help protect me from feral humans and packs of rabid dogs. I'll be feeding him human while I'm snacking on dog if necessary but it's much more likely the nearest military base will be taking us in since they'll need an electrician or I'll be up in Aspen living out of liquor cabinets of the rich and famous while shooting elk in Kurt Russell's driveway.
If you're that close to the ocean just go shopping for groceries on rich asshole's yachts until you find a sailboat suitable to leave on. Or go to the zoo or circus and see what elephant tastes like. It's a shame that there won't be a full on collapse, I have so many great ideas most wouldn't think of.