Chatting with my mom the other day, she reminded me what a last minute/procrastinator I CAN be.  Honestly I took the accusation quite personally (acting as if I wasn’t already aware).  For a second I let those words creep in (that second can do a lot of damage) and  began to question my self worth on the small fact that I tend to arrive exactly on time or 5 fashionable minutes late to almost everything.  My poor mother-she taught me to be at least 25 minutes early, always.