I take deadlines seriously.
I have learned later in my professional life that others do not.
It really comes down to whether you see a deadline as a guillotine, or a mere suggestion? Deadlines to me are akin to my mother counting to three.
Did I know what would happen if she made it to three?
Did I want to?
And there it was---
Not worth the risk.
If I miss a deadline, I must be subconsciously convinced that something terrible will happen. My hand will fall off, or my teeth will pop out, or... I don't know?
Perhaps it was growing up with a father who had us to the airport 3 hours early for our flight.
You had a deadline.
Needed to be prepared.
To face it.
To meet it.
To fulfill your obligation.
I've been working on one for a children's magazine. Can't show you too much. Top secret world of children's publishing, you know...
But I will make it.
I take deadlines seriously--- period.