Apparently, a key determining factor in realising the potential in someone to have success in life can be identified at a very young age. Fear not, this is not politics heavy post regarding opportunity and nature versus nuture, no no no. This is all about delayed gratification, and it as a marker to your personality type likelihood of succeeding at life. (Please let it be noted, I am not entirely sure what succeeding at life entails, as someone whose currently sitting outside my kids guitar lesson having just picked up the milk because our fridge has broken and the current milk is off, way within its sell by date, not to mention the eau-de-slowly-rotting-kale that is seeping out round the edges of the apparently not working fridge seal, winning at life is not something that I am convinced I have a handle on).
My kids have very different approaches to eating. Bear with me, this is a key demonstration of aforementioned delayed gratification. M will always eat her vegetables first, leaving her favourite food group (gravy if gravy counts as a food group, and if it doesn’t it should) to the end,and always clearing her plate because that is how you get pudding. C on the other hand, will coat her mouthful of Kale with potatoes to disguise it, and then leave the rest. Whilst on paper M may seem to have the edge on ‘future success’ C definitely has the upper hand when it comes to lateral thinking.
C is also the Queen of decisiveness. No regrets that one, goes with her gut, doesn’t over think. M on the other hand has been known to spend an entire morning choosing between granola and pancakes, so much so that by the time she has decided (and it always involves tears) it’s essentially lunch, and the need to even make that decision now moot. She does not like to close doors. (Except on her least favourite food groups.)
A week ago I had an ASOS splurge. I needed some spring attire, and I got carried away by the blossom on the trees and ordered some very out of character pieces including a particularly fetching fuchsia pink off the shoulder jumpsuit…. quite…. Due to a combination of sea fog and living on an island, I then had to wait a full week for them to arrive. And by the time they arrived, I had forgotten all about the excitement, and all (bar the Breton, vintage style sunnies, and black top – you can never have too many) are boxed up and on their way back to the ASOS warehouse.
When I lived in the UK, my ASOS (and other online clothing stores) habit was becoming a problem. I kept very little, but it all arrived next day. No waiting. Instantaneous (not actually, but pretty much) and I took it for granted. I was at the post office everyday anyway, so it was a fun diversion from actual work to order some stuff to arrive the next day, try it on, and then send some of it back. I know I’m not alone. When buying in shops, I would only ever take in things that I would conventionally wear to the fitting rooms. Online, things like dungarees seemed a good idea. As did that aforementioned pink jumpsuit. There was little waiting involved. Such as with many things in life now, want it? It can be delivered next day.
Except when you live on an Island like the one I do.
So what this waiting should be doing is making me more successful right?
No. It’s not. I’m just horribly impatient and it takes a week for me to realise that on occasion all reason, sense and fashion leaves the building and finds itself on my credit card, having to wait three weeks to be refunded instead of the 3-5 days it used to be. And, for the record, I would always take the glass of wine now, rather than the bottle tomorrow. Read into that what you will…