Bargains

So if I were to write another thousand words could I take the rest of the day off?

What about if I dicked around until later, then wrote five hundred, went to dinner, and wrote five hundred more?

But knowing I can't trust myself to start up again once I stop, maybe I should just try to get them all done at once.

But I really don't want to do them, I'd rather eat chocolate.

Okay. Look, self, let's make a deal. You write until you hit a wall, then you can eat chocolate.

Okay, agreed. But first I have to go check on my laundry. Then maybe fold it. And hang up my drying. And maybe have a shower.

No. No shower. You can't shower when you're writing essays.

Fine. No shower. But only because you're letting me dick around checking on my washing.

Fine.

Fine.