No Concept of Time

I swear I have no concept of time…  But in my defense – neither does my family.  My entire life – I’ve always been 5 minutes late.  We even tease that we’ll be late to our own funerals!  Well – that has always irritated me about myself (and my family) – so I’ve started to do something about it…

I’ve been working on being 5 minutes early for a change.  I’m not completely successful at this point, but at least I’m trying.  For the most part – I’m doing ok.  The one area that gives me the hardest time is getting to work.  (I know – not the greatest thing to be late for!!)  I am a work in progress…

So – you may wonder what I’m doing different.  That’s a really good question.  It mainly just became a decision I made.  I decided one day that I’m not going to be late any more.  I read somewhere that it’s actually rather rude to be late.  It shows that you are implying that your time is more important than the time of the other person(s).  I had never thought about it in that way.  Once reading that – my decision was made.

The big thing that gets in my way is my narcolepsy.  I LOVE to sleep and once I’m sleeping – it’s VERY hard to get back up.  I’m one of those people who have the alarm going off and I continue to press snooze for hours on end.  I’m actually one of those people who have FIVE alarms going off trying to wake me up!!  Mornings are NOT a pretty sight.  So – for now – that is my excuse for being late to work (plus my 1.5 hour commute doesn’t help)…

Other than that – I’ve been doing pretty good for the past 3 years…  Doctor appointments, meetings, etc.  I’m not quite as good as my sons are – but I’m still working on it.  There are some others in my family (who shall remain nameless) that are simply getting worse with each passing year.  I have no idea on how to help them and frankly – I’m not even going to try.  I’ve got enough to deal with just getting ME someplace on time!!

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