The following will show how #lazy I’ve become in my, um, older age. I’m thinking I really would like an ice cream sandwich. The ones we have are really good, mint chocolate chip. Here’s the problem: They are in the freezer out in the garage, and my shoes are in the bedroom. So in order to get said ice cream sandwich I’d need to get out of the Lazy Boy, go to the bedroom, further away from the garage, put them on, and trek out to the garage. I’m evaluating if it’s worth the effort.