pushing the deadline. it runs in my blood.

my twenties have been a really strange season of self analysis. when i was younger, it never occurred to me to try to figure out why i did certain things. now i do it all the time. here's another conclusion: journalists always push the deadline. they sit around and sit around and sit around until there are just minutes left before something is due. they just cannot write unless it's under intense pressure. i fit this description. i am a journalist. i've discovered this tendency carries over to the rest of my life. my very best work (ahem, getting the house ready for the progressive dinner) happens with just seconds to spare. also it's usually extremely early in the morning or extremely late at night when the creativity starts flowing. no, this cannot be diagnosed with far less glamorous terms like "lazy," "procrastination" or "irresponsible." i work the way i work, people! accept it!