Sometimes I worry that I wasted all of my productivity and discipline in high school. I was so driven then. So focused. And yet now I manage to fritter away a morning without even trying.
Here's a list of some of the mistakes I've made in the last week:
1. Buying Nutella for the first time. Bad Jennifer. I had finally tricked myself into believing those hilarious new ads that claim Nutella is a hazelnut spread with a pinch of cocoa that makes a healthy and sensible breakfast for children.
(I could probably track down the US version, but this one has an accent!)
Here's the truth: Nutella is spreadable chocolate, people. Spreadable. Chocolate.
And I'm still scraping the jar for one last taste like some sad little druggie.
2. Internet stalking a pair of Boden heels I want to see if they'll go on sale.Well, they went on sale today. They're still not that affordable. They're definitely not affordable for writers with part time jobs. But you guys, it's my high school reunion this year. And even poor penniless writers with delusions of grandeur need something pretty on their feet. In fact, we especially need the confidence boost. Lord knows I'm not looking forward to the, "And what do you do?" question and the inevitable followup, "A writer! Are you published?"
3. Opening the internet at the start of my writing time, "just for a minute." HA. Hours pass and I eventually surface, confused, cranky, and with several new pairs of shoes charged on my credit card. I know I shouldn't do this, and yet I do. Writing time is for writing. Not shopping. Not cooking. Not blogging. I have done all three of these so far this morning and am ashamed of myself. My writing deserves better.