I have a friend that is always on-time or ten minutes early wherever he has to go. Ridiculous, right? Who does that?
Not me. No, not by a long shot. I was born with late genes. Something about my make-up has a love hate relationship with PROCRASTINATION.
In December I set a goal to finish my WIP by the end of February. This is kind of how that's going:
So, in other words, I'm not sure if I'm going to meet that deadline.
As Joey from friends would say, "How you doin?"