I hate this fact about myself. No matter how urgent the deadline, how much I know I'll enjoy life balance if I just start early, somehow I just can't knock something out without the heavy breathing of a deadline on my neck.
I'm not saying I enjoy all-nighters at the office. (Though, ahem, there have been a couple in my career.) I simply have a difficult time starting a project several weeks in advance.
Maybe I'm just an adrenaline junkie. More likely, simply a woman with poor discipline. Either way, the tick-tock-tick-tock can really get me going.
So, I've been working like mad since the weekend on a deadline for a municipality. Sweating bullets while I try to herd cats (not the lovable annoying furbabies!) to get our paperwork in order.
You could say I definitely felt up against the clock.
And wouldn't you know it? I was nearly finished, reviewing my work, when I received an email from the municipality: My deadline was pushed back one week.
No pressure. No sweat. And, ironically, now I'm ahead of schedule. I won't know what to do with myself!
But one thing is for certain, sometimes it pays to be a procrastinator, because there will be days when that dreaded ticking clock will morph into something more like this:
"No matter how urgent the deadline, how much I know I'll enjoy life balance if I just start early, somehow I just can't knock something out without the heavy breathing of a deadline on my neck."
ReplyDeleteMaybe you just like heavy breathing on your neck.
I've always told my supervisors to give me a deadline, because that's the only way I'm motivated to not procrastinate! It's in the genes.
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