The never-ending winter, the never-ending pandemic, and (mostly) working from our tiny, expensive homes have really taken our laziness and lack of focus up a notch. Nothing sounds less appealing than walking to the grocery store. Going into that fluorescent-lit hell hole means having to talk to people. And it means leaving the house. Which is simply unacceptable and certainly undesirable. That's when we open the Instacart app and pay someone else to do it for us. Washing clothes in the dingey,…