It starts off innocently enough. A missed dinner date thanks to a toppling pile of unmarked papers, say. No big deal, just what needs to be done to get the the thing finished. A quick phone call to reschedule. No problem. Everything’s under control.
Then maybe you have to call Steve and tell him you can’t play Sunday. You’ll tell him you turned over on your ankle. It’s just the once, and that coursework isn’t going to mark itself now is it? Not a biggie. But then you do the same the week after.
And so it goes. Things are given up. Some of these things seem trivial at the time and might be cast off without a second thought. Hobbies, family time, sports, leisure are all discarded. Because the cause is all. The kids have to come first (damn it!). The feedback needs to be given and the data needs to…
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