At random moments during work, I will suddenly have a craving for something, whether it’s potato soufflé, caramelised biscuits, Oreos covered with peanut butter and/or Nutella… or like today, tuna.
Yes, I was actually craving tinned tuna at work. Don’t look at me funny; tuna is a perfectly delicious and healthy food, and I like eating it either in a wrap (with mayonnaise, sweet corn and lettuce) or with pasta (my favourite recipe includes lots of steamed veggies and a dollop of mayonnaise mixed altogether – yum).
So I go to the grocery store and pick out a can of tuna, and I tell myself that’s all I’m going to buy, but then I cross some really dangerous territory.
The chocolate aisle.
By now, those of you who’ve been following the blog should know that I’m quite the chocoholic, though today I had tried to convince myself that I’ll walk past those chocolates with their bright wrappers with my head help up high, and I’ll check out with my can of tuna like a good girl. But alas – I have a terribly weak will.
So I tell myself I’ll buy just one chocolate bar, there’s nothing wrong with just one! I pick out a pack of yummy chocolate coated wafers, then my eyes stray towards the Mars bars, sitting so smugly in their box, and my fingers wrap their selves around one before I even know it. But if only I had stopped there! No, no. I then spotted Kinder chocolate, and after my recent post about it here, I just had to have one, right? And right above it, there was a box of Galaxy Flutes, and I grabbed a pack without much thought. I already have three, so why not a fourth one?
My will admits defeat at the slightest signs of temptation, and I’m usually powerless to put up any defences… especially when it comes to chocolate. And occasionally writing.
Remember how I said I wouldn’t start working on another story until I finish my current WIP? Well, I haven’t crumpled down yet, but I can feel my resolution quickly wavering. The solution to this would be to finish my story, but since I barely have time and my muses are far from cooperating, I don’t know how that’s going to get done.
I guess I just have to toughen up my will a little bit. Though meanwhile I’m going to munch happily on my Mars bar!
What about you? Do you have a will of steel? Or do you give in at the slightest of things?