Deadlines loom before us all the time. It's how we handle the pressure that either makes or breaks us.
Tonight, there was a deadline that I forgot about until I was cleaning up after dinner tonight.
Since the Bear has football practice every weekday evening from 5:30 - 7:30, we get home late and eat dinner late.
By the time I finished cleaning up, showering, and finally got onto the computer it was 9:37pm. The deadline? 12pm Central -- that means 10pm Pacific.
Holy guacamole Batman!
Less than 20 minutes to get an order in?
Could I do it?
I knew I wanted a couple shirts and a couple pair of shoes. I'd seen a coat that I wanted to get the Hubs for his birthday too.
Did I make it in and finish the order before the deadline?
AAAAAHHH! ~~~ imagine Macaulay Culkin in the first Home Alone screaming
I made it.
Me? I was pretty amazed that I squeaked in before the deadline. When I received my confirmation number it was 9:58pm. Two minutes to spare!