I showed my sister-in-law my group chat after I went to a Brazilian steakhouse bc I had posted a photo of me holding my stomach like I was pregnant and said “happy to announce it’s top sirloin, prime rib, and filet mignon!” And my best friend admitted that I got him for a moment
And she was like “haha it helps that you were wearing a tradwifey dress” NO NO NO y'all help please I own like five dresses like this in various colors and patterns
this asshole had the entire city scared he was going to lead some kind of klan march and rampage through an immigrant neighborhood. he showed up yesterday with about 5 people and “marched” less than one city block before counter protestors super-soakered his ass in 10⁰ weather, pushed him back to his hotel, and ran him out of town. so so so proud of my city
Me for the last 15 years: Starting a timer when you have to wait for something or stand in line can be helpful, because no matter how impatient you feel you can check the timer and remind yourself it has not been several eternities and has in fact only been five minutes.
Me setting a timer when I got to bag claim just now: I’m so clever! I will now be reminded that it’s only been five minutes and bag claim usually takes about twenty!
Me looking at the timer thoughtfully: …another Very Neurotypical Moment With Sam, it appears.
FTR it was 17 minutes from “arriving at the bag claim” to claiming my bag, so right on time.
Someone tagged this post “#it’s all fun n games until baggage check takes over an hour” which is 100% legit; a common sentiment in notes is that sometimes you don’t want to know how long something has taken. But that is one of the reasons I started doing the stopwatch thing in the first place!
On the one hand, timing something is about reminding myself “No, it’s only been five minutes,” but it is ALSO about knowing when something is taking way longer than it should.
If I’m put into an exam room in a doctor’s office, I start a timer. Because I have been forgotten about in a doctor’s office before, I get nervous that I’ll just be sat in there forever, and the timer tells me “No, they haven’t forgotten you, it’s only been 10 minutes.” But it also tells me if I have been there longer than appropriate (generally more than 40 minutes) so that I know when it’s justifiable to flag down a nurse to find out what’s going on.
At bag claim, because I know it usually takes about 20 minutes to get my bag, I don’t get concerned until the timer passes the 20 minute mark without any bags appearing. At that point I know I need to take off my headphones and start paying attention – looking at signage, maybe asking someone if I’m at the right carousel. Maybe don’t worry yet, but start double-checking. Perhaps the delay is unavoidable and it’ll just be an hour, but at least, having asked, I KNOW it’ll be an hour, and the timer will tell me when the hour is past and I should maybe check in again.
Now, if the bags do start showing up before 20 minutes but my bag hasn’t shown up by the 40 minute mark, I know that again it’s time to put my head on a swivel, and at the 50 minute mark it’s time to go speak to someone in the baggage claim office. This has more than once helped me locate my bag when it’s accidentally been sent to the wrong part of the airport. There is no point at which, without the timer, I would go “man this is taking a long time” and then actually go ask, because I wouldn’t actually know how long it had been.
The timer both prevents me from worrying before I need to and tells me when to start worrying – essentially, because I’m both perpetually impatient and also infinitely patient, I’ve outsourced my patience to a stopwatch. And because I time a lot of things, I now know the average time a lot of things take, which helps me calibrate my concerns appropriately. Ten minutes is a long time to wait for a burger from McDonalds, but it’s actually on the short end of the time it takes to get a burger from Shake Shack. It’s not a long time to be on hold with the HR office of my old employer, but it’s longer than I’d usually be on hold with my pharmacy. Et cetera.
I know I say this all the time but I still find it hilarious that I didn’t know I had ADHD until I was forty years old.
just want to add that I’ve started timing myself doing everyday chores and tasks and having a more realistic, personalized idea of how long things take has helped a lot with my time blindness.
I only just started, and it’s not yet habitual, so there’s only a small bit of info, but it’s already made it easier to avoid rushing or getting stuck in waiting mode because it takes out a lot of the guesswork.
And it lets me have grace for myself when something is really taking it out of me. I’m right, this *is* taking forever and it isn’t usually this hard, so what’s going on? Do I need to rest? Eat? Did I forget my meds? Am I overwhelmed? Etc.
I feel like a scientist gathering and applying data.
Showers on typical days only take “about ten minutes” (me, 2025), therefore, I CAN shower before my appointment that’s two hours away.
Contrary to popular belief, doing a quick tidy takes “less than half an hour” (me, 2026) and will not take the better part of a day. I don’t need to dread or put it off because I can start a 20min episode and I’ll be done before the credits roll.
The proposed estimate of “10-30 miserable minutes in the cold when the warm blankets are right there” (time blindness and depression, 2024), is erroneous, and based on pre-medicated data. As tempting as it is to go straight back to bed after peeing, my research shows that brushing teeth, including “prep and cleanup,” rarely takes more than four minutes and may even improve morale and momentum when getting up for the day.
Hey friend! Jupiter is already under ultraviolet light because the sun is radiating light in all wavelengths (gamma rays, x-ray, ultraviolet, visible, infrared, microwave, and radio wave) what NASA did was take an image of Jupiter either with a device that specifically takes images in the ultraviolet range (probably), or with a device using an ultraviolet filter so that only ultraviolet wavelengths are captured (unlikely in this instance but possible).
This is how I feel about Joshua Trees. They and avocado trees produce fruit meant to be eaten and dispersed by giant ground sloths. Without them, the Joshua Trees’ range has shrunk by 90%.
(my own photos)
Not only they, but the entire Mojave ecosystem is still struggling to adapt since the loss of ground sloth dung. their chief fertilizer.
Many, many trees and plants in the Americas have widely-spaced, extremely long thorns that do nothing to discourage deer eating their leaves, but would’ve penetrated the fur of ground sloths and mammoths. Likewise, if you’ve observed a tree that drops baseball or softball-sized fruit which lies on the ground and rots, like Osage Oranges, which were great for playing catch at my school, chances are they were ground sloth or mammoth chow.
You can read about various orphaned plants and trees missing their megafauna in this poignant post:
