Well. If I’m being honest, I was aiming to have this post up yesterday.
But then I remembered that Jamie Lynn Spears documentary aired on TLC Sunday night and that just seemed so much more appealing after a long Monday.
At first I kind of felt guilty for pushing off this post another day. I had been doing so well consistently posting, and felt like I was back in my blogging groove after a month or so of feeling off/lazy/just not into it as much. (It’s a lot harder to go home and blog when it’s warm outside than when it’s 20 degrees and dark out by five.) I even wrote Monday’s post on the train back from New York in the Notes app on my phone because I didn’t post on Friday and also knew exactly what I wanted to write about.
But then I remembered that Keith Urban song Wasted Time. Do y’all know it?
(Full disclosure—he is not my Uncle, though my bank account wishes he was.)
If you don’t, you probably a) don’t listen to country radio and/or b) aren’t a country music fan. That’s okay, I’ll give you all the Cliffnotes. As like most country songs, Keith is pontificating about youth—and about how all those summer nights he spent “wasting time” with his friends ended up being the best days of his life.
Now, I’m not saying that a random Monday night when I watched a Jamie Lynn Spears documentary is going to go down as one of the best nights of my life.
(Lord help me if it did.)
But I do think I need to be better about embracing wasted time. I feel like a broken record when I say this because I’ve written about this a lot, but I think in the world we live in, our schedules are so regulated/busy/overbooked. Like I just tried to coordinate a happy hour with three friends, and we couldn’t find a date until the last week of July. It’s still June.
Yet, when I think back about some of the best moments of my life, it really is time spent that on the surface seems like wasted time.
All those nights in high school my best friend and I used to drive around aimlessly before swinging by Giant for a big baguette to cap off the night while enjoying our latest Shia LaBeouf flick. All those weeknights in college I spent drinking on the Corner when I should have been at home studying. Heck, you could even count some of the hours I’ve spent on this blog as wasted time.
But that wasted time? It’s provided me wonderful memories, better networking opportunities than any event ever could, and a work product I could have only dreamed about when I first started.
So while it’s important to hustle, I think it’s equally important to embrace that wasted time, even if it is a Jamie Lynn Spears documentary.
Real quick before I let you get back to your Wednesday, I love LOFT rompers. Out of all the rompers I’ve tried, they seem to fit my body type the best because they carry them in petite.
This Loft Palm Tie Waist Romper in particular is super comfortable and easy to wear. My fellow DC blogger pals Ashlee and Kristyn have both styled this romper recently as well, so even though it’s a print, you can see how versatile it is.
A word to the wise—skip the dryer on this one. I also have it in black, and ended up buying it a second time because I shrunk it the first time. #adulthood
Photos by Monica