Over twelve weeks, my friend Robin is journeying through six rounds of chemotherapy. She knows clearly the day and date of that last treatment. She knows what percentage is completed and how many treatments remain. And she understands her responsibility in the process; one bad cold can throw that deadline out the window if it delays a scheduled treatment.
Jason’s unemployment ends exactly twenty six weeks after it began. That end date is emblazoned on his mind. By then, Jason wants to be sitting behind a computer somewhere, earning a paycheck. He knows without thinking about it exactly how much time remains and what he needs to accomplish before that deadline.