Monthly Archives: August 2013

Being Late vs. Post-Ponement

I have a general aversion to the term “being late.” I think individuals who appear late for appointments or other engagements are irresponsible and I think it reflects poorly on their character.

But then, what happens when you post-pone an meeting until a time when you CAN be punctual?

This week, I had to reschedule a meeting three times because things just happened. I absolutely could have made time for the meetings, but I would have had to either be late or cut the meeting short… both behaviors I find distasteful. So I rescheduled, because in my mind, it was better to be on time and unhurried.

However… I’m sure there are people that feel the opposite. I know that my first boyfriend from a million years ago used to say that so long as he showed up, that was good enough. Needless to say, my insistence for punctuality and disdain for lateness contributed to our break up. I still don’t understand how someone can always be late to any type of meeting. Like… how?!?!?!

Anyway… what are your thoughts? Are you a “just be there” person or a “will be on time or not at all” person like me?


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Beginnings and Endings

I feel weird about anything that doesn’t have a definitive start and precise finish. I like having things that are clear and boxed up so I can understand them clearly… but I’ve recently learned to be less squeamish about things that aren’t clear to me from the outset. I’ve learned to accept life’s surprises, big and little.

My childhood friends’ mother recently passed away. It was sudden, unexpected, and sad. I don’t like surprises. I especially do not like sad surprises. While I know that there was nothing I could have done, I also feel extremely guilty. I had not seen our family friends in years, and I foolishly believed that my studying at law school was more important so I put everyone aside. I kept thinking of her, but I was busy thinking about myself, and put those thoughts aside.

My first year of law school, my boyfriend’s father passed away suddenly and I skipped the funeral to go to class. I later sat shiva… but I still feel guilty about not cutting class because that funeral was really more important than the dull civil procedure class I chose to attend instead (and ended up getting a shitty grade in anyway).

It’s really shitty that it’s taken me so long to realize that keeping relationships with family and friends are really much more important than anything else. Having your people around you is more important. Making and keeping relationships are just as important as anything else.

Anyway… I felt a little weird this week. Thinking about the dearly departed… things like that.



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