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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