Every year I swear I am going to start getting ready for Christmas sooner. Every year I end up being awake at midnight on the night before Christmas Eve trying to either finish gifts that are either made or need to be wrapped and cleaning my house. Why? I apparently have the perpetual need to feel the burn of crunch time. When will I ever grow out of it?
With work, writing, and anything else, I work best under pressure. How about you? Every years I swear to start something sooner, but then if I did that I wouldn’t be who I was today. I accomplish more last minute than I do with a month of notice. <Sigh> Is this a learned trait or just something I’m born with.