What did you feel when you read the headline “Deadline”? Did it fill you with dread or perhaps get your adrenaline pumping? When I hear hear the word deadline, I chuckle. I expect this is a rare reaction, although there is a good reason for my response. It is something my mother, an editor and writer, once shared with me that causes me to giggle. She said she would like the epitaph on her tombstone to read “She never missed a deadline.” Ultimately, that wasn’t what she chose, but it still cracks me up.
When I was a child and my mother faced a deadline I felt and took in her panic. My father frequently did things last minute, too. He did his Christmas shopping on Christmas Eve, cavalierly stating it was the best time to shop since the crowds had thinned. No panic there. He saw doing things last minute as a benefit. It took me years to develop a system that works for me that is a compromise between panic mode and total relaxation.
What is my secret? Planning. I live by the motto, “Failure to plan is planning to fail.” I intend to submit In the Beginning to a call for entry with a July 31st deadline. I started working on it at in early January. I know from past experience how much I can piece in a week. I also know that I need to double that time for everything that must be done after the top is stitched together. Don’t forget the cushion! Life has funny way of tossing in the unexpected. So far, so good. I only have 3 more rows/weeks to go to complete the top. There is plenty of time to go from stitched top to finished quilt. I am calm, since I have the confidence this deadline can be met.
Ta da! Another deadline met. I have completed my two pink blocks for the Rainbow Scrap Challenge. I even stitched them into their background. I wonder what next month’s color will be?
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