I'm giving you three minutes to read this post...

I love deadlines.  I love real deadlines and I also love making arbitrary deadlines for myself. 

For example, if I wake up at 8:30am on a Saturday I will immediately start planning my morning and afternoon... leave house by 9:00am to go to Target, be home from Target by 10:30am, put away all the things I bought (most of which I didn't need) and start laundry by 11:00am... reward all your hard work meeting the pointless deadlines by being lazy and watching an episode or two of Criminal Minds. 

I find a weird amount of joy in meeting my arbitrary deadlines.  Do you?  Or do you just think I'm a little more crazy now than you did before? 

(p.s.- I gave myself 15 minutes to write this post.. and guess what?  I succeeded!  Time to celebrate by giving myself 5 minutes to finish an apple.)