- cough, cough -
- nudge, nudge -
- bucket of ice water over the head -
- barrel full of monkeys -
- I REGRET NOTHING -
But I'm here now so, HELLO!
To be honest, I've never quite had a perfect relationship with deadlines; they are as handsome as they are intimidating and I acknowledge their existence but either I fail to remember or I simply denounce their significance. In my life I've managed to unintentionally liberate at least three or four books from school libraries, including two Grade 12 textbooks, because I put off thinking about what needed to be done, which then turned into forgetfulness, and suddenly OOPS - free book(s). A beneficial turn of events I'm not entirely proud of, but to be fair, it's been several years anyway so I'm sure they don't care enough now to miss them.
City libraries, however, are much less lenient towards deadline aversion. If I'm at all notorious, I'd be: City's Most Wanted for Overdue Library Books, with all the stops: Wanted Posters with a sketch by inaccurate witness descriptions and televised Public Announcements warning readers of the safety of our National Treasures. They take this stuff SRSLY. I've certainly received a ridiculous share of overdue bills (*paid in full, JUST SAYING) and letters explaining the severity of over-keeping books and the SWAT-Team-Equivalent that would arrive to claim them back into custody should it be necessary. Though I've managed to stay incognito for the last two years - since starting work allotted the expendable funds to purchase my own books - I have gone back, twice, and both times I was wrought with a paranoia that the moment I stepped in or swiped my card there would be a Red Alert: lock-down, flashing lights, I'd have to take a mug shot and wear orange.
And while this all seems melodramatic (we acknowledge that the Paperback Police doesn't actually exist) this is what missing deadlines feels like: the sickening wrench in your gut, the panic rising in your chest and the racing thoughts of when you've foolishly left your essay to the last minute and you're up trying to connect the dots two hours before you're meant to hand it in. Deadlines aren't friendly and are so aptly named in insinuating their finality, like in a way, if that line is crossed and you aren't prepared, you and/or whatever you are cultivating will not survive!
I took it upon myself to make a goal for weekly videos, the deadline being every Tuesday before the end of the day, but I severely underestimated how much time I would need to do this week's. I was not as prepared as I would have liked, leaving me with 90 minutes of that unpreparedness to sift through and edit, and on top of that I started editing a little later in the day than I should have, so in the end it was live an hour before Tuesday was over. I had just made my deadline.
But, hey, I'm proud of the video regardless of the nightmare editing, and that's A point. In parts it was fun to film, so I sincerely hope it is/was just as fun to watch.
Here is said video where I answer questions from my "Q&A a Day" Journal:
THE point is that while deadlines are as looming and as mean as Professor Umbridge, they are in place to positively encourage the accomplishment of set goals, unlike Professor Umbridge (nailed it). So I need to make a truce with my deadlines, maybe take them out on a candlelight dinner on the beach and whisper sweet nothings that acknowledge not only their existence but also their importance to myself and my endeavor to be more productive.
Starting this week we'll aim for the video to be uploaded by early evening on Tuesday and the companion blog to be published by Thursday. I will be victorious this time around - the deadline will not murder me, I will murder the deadline... and then take it out to dinner? Have it for dinner? Okay Hannibal Lecter, talk about morbid.
That's this week's schtick. Are you all having/have had a good day? I've been really busy this week, but I feel good! I feel sunny - I've got sunshine on a cloudy day, something, something about the month of May, except it's still February. How many weeks left do we have of Winter now? Too many? Too many. Here, have a bit of my sunshine, unless you live in Florida or California then ya'll got enough sunshine - share some with us please.
Until Tuesday!
~ Chantille ~
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