That’s what it feels like sometimes. I, and I alone, am the only one who can truly comprehend the significance of particular dates of interest where a decision must be made or a file must be sent.
Days leading up to this date are filled with such tranquility. Everything seems to be moving along nice and smoothly. And then, like Jerry Seinfeld describing the moment you realize a show will need say “to be continued” as it’s 1:52, there’s a bit of skepticism as to whether the story can be wrapped up in time. And then all of a sudden I’m Skeletor in my head, frustrated and unable to comprehend how such a well laid plan has somehow gone awry.
But then (it’s always the case), the decision is made (it’s not like you haven’t spent days reminding them) or a file is sent (it’s not like you haven’t spent days insisting upon this) and all is right in the world.
Tell me I’m not the only one who experiences this.