Sometimes, I hate being Captain of Team Scope Creep. Usually it's fun and involves spinning my 'What Would A Pirate Do?' decision-making wheel, and I get to guzzle grog, loot and pillage, and bury the booty. (Hey, I just implement these decisions. The wheel deems them so.) Lately, though, this whole 'meet deadlines' concept is getting harder and harder as more and more is on my plate.
I have to meet some deadlines, or I'll be in for a keelhauling myself.
(and yes, that is a skull-and-crossbones over a Gantt chart)