On a particular Friday I awakened feeling stressed. And a little bit grumpy. I had two looming deadlines ahead, and it meant I would spend the weekend in front of my computer working. Not relaxing, not playing. Working.
NOT OK.
It’s not like me to miss a deadline (let alone two), but having spent the month of October traveling to India, Canada and Ohio I simply had no time to work on these projects until the final days before they were due.
Rather than grumpily trudging through the weekend, I made two phone calls. I explained my situation and asked for help and understanding.
Both calls resulted in me being given 30 day’s extensions. There wasn’t even a problem, the extra time was given gladly.
Had I not tried, I would have lost the weekend. More importantly I would have resented having lost this time.
Life is short. Time is not meant to be resented – but celebrated.
I was reminded that most things in life aren’t pre-destined. They’re negotiable.
Rather than seeing the eventualities I learned (again) to look for the possibilities.
