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My Journey to a Weekend with Friends

We had been planning to meet for a while but, for some reasons stuff were happening to prevent this. These two guys are new to Canada but we grew up together in Burundi. They are like brothers to me. I was so excited when they called me for the first time to let me know that they were here in Toronto. I couldn't wait to see them. We met for the first time downtown and I promised them that I would invite them home so that they can meet my wife and daughter.

This last Sunday was the day. We were ready for them. We had so much fun. We had a lot to catch up on.

Back up a little bit. That was on Sunday. What happened before Sunday was another story

For an entire week before the visit, I had been planning to clean the house, but each time I was postponing for the next day (I am the king of the greatest nation in the world called Procrasti(nation) lol). There was not big mess in the house, but some cleaning wouldn't harm. I kept saying to my wife that I would do it but I did not keep my promise until...Sunday.

On the day of the visit, there was nothing stopping me from cleaning. I was so focused on the task at hand that I couldn't even pick up the phone. In a matter of two hours, I did a week worth of work. Do you know why? Simply because there was NO WAY my friends would find the house not clean. I know these are my brothers, and they wouldn't mind being in a house not a hundred percent clean, but under no circumstance would I allow this.

By the time they got here, the house was spotless. My wife and I worked as a team and we made it happen.

Why do I share all of this? Simply to let you know that pressure is a good thing. Having a deadline can make us do things that, under normal circumstances, we would postpone them for "some day".

So, whenever you feel pressure, whenever you feel you are outside your comfort zone, just embrace it. It's good for you. It can make you perform at a high level. At least that has been my experience.

Moral of the story? Do you want to perform better? Just invite some friends and you will clean your house.

Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman


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