Hurricanes of Excuse

I said I would do it. I said I would deliver the project on time. I said I would be faithful. I said I would be there.

And then Sandy hit.

The funny thing is that Sandy didn’t derail my life. Sure, we lost power and the kids missed two weeks of school, but in relation to others — you know, the ones featured on news shows around the world? — we got nothing. I do not live on the now non-existent shore, nor do I live in the flooded and destroyed parts of the city. I’m in the suburbs and, apart from some forced family fun by candlelight, Sandy hardly affected us.

That didn’t stop me from using her as a powerful excuse for missing deadlines and unfulfilled commitments.