Painting myself into a corner.
I am an over achiever. Most people who know me, figure that out pretty quickly after meeting me.
Not sure how it happened. I am sure being the oldest of six kids had something to do with it. Always searching for what made me unique and never finding it. I guess the silver lining to that is that I am really good at a lot of useless shit.
This happens at work too. Shocker. This time around, I gave a tight timeline and I knew it. But I gave it anyway. I made it by one hour. Way too close for comfort.
The cost of that 10 seconds of pride? A migraine from hell, raised expectations of my abilities, 40 hours of overtime in two weeks and a stress level that is bulletproof.
