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I missed my first deadline last week
And the world didn't end
I’ve always prided myself on never missing deadlines.
Last week I was beyond burnt out, my colleagues and bosses entering that phase all workaholics recognize—that phase when everyone figures out your work ethic and starts taking advantage, piling everything on you.
I had so many projects, very little support, and I got most everything in on time. Except for one thing. I could have stayed up all night finishing it up, as I’ve done in the past. But I slept instead.
And it got done eventually, about three days after they had asked for it. And people still liked it. The world didn’t end.