Missing a Deadline After a Breast Cancer Diagnosis

Oh, no!  Here it is – Friday and I was supposed to have my post done by Thursday. I haven’t missed a single deadline since I started writing my blog.  Even with the passing of my brother and a major surgery since I started writing, I didn’t miss a beat. So what in heavens name happened that I did not have my weekly writing done on time???  I forgot!

“I just hope that I never make a choice to not live life to its fullest.  To me, there is absolutely nothing that is more important.”Barbara Jacoby

Yes, it is that simple. There are so many reasons why this may have happened.  I thought about it over last weekend but I wasn’t inspired. I thought about it on Monday evening but couldn’t think of a thing.  But that was okay because I always come through by Thursday.  That wouldn’t be a problem.  But then I got all caught up in the podcasts that my husband was doing!. My cell phone was acting up and some of my computer programs were causing me more problems than I care to list here. But, then the writing was completely lost in my list of priorities.

So here I am, and all of a sudden it hits me. I am about to miss a deadline. Me!  I am about to miss a deadline. I never miss a deadline! How did this happen? I pride myself on finishing everything on time, if not ahead of time. I always arrive early for appointments so I never keep anyone waiting. And I always write my blog on time. How embarrassing!  I am about to miss a deadline.

And then I stopped myself and said, “So what!”  I didn’t hurt anyone.  I am sure that no one was signing on to view my latest writings and sitting there waiting for them to pop up.  So why was I so bothered that my post was not ready on Thursday? I am not sure but I don’t think that it isn’t because I think about myself as a perfectionist. Or is that what I am working to be? It seems more like I don’t want to disappoint others because that would mean that I disappointed myself.  And then a better perspective popped up. 

I could take this whole thing too seriously and schedule every Thursday to allow for writing at a particular time if I have not already completed my blog. That way I would never be late. And most importantly, I would have to choose to write about life rather than choosing to live life.  For me, that is not an option worth considering.  I just hope that I never make a choice to not live life to its fullest.  To me, there is absolutely nothing that is more important.  So now I know that I must set new priorities and scheduling so that I do this work earlier in the week and then I will know that if I can doing something special with someone special, I can do so without a “schedule” hanging over me at the same time. Now that is how I have now chosen to live my life. It really is that simple!