I’m an hour early for the bus and trying to decide on what to eat so I can past the 2 hours until I get to the eating point. Can’t decide what to eat. Too anxious. Dumplings, I’ll eat dumplings. Something about using chopsticks I really enjoy.
Bus leaves in 30 minutes, the stop is 5 minutes walk away. I have my dumplings. Still so anxious. I arrive at the bus stop and eat my dumplings. Its now 15 minutes til the bus leaves, I’m exactly on time.
Finally some relief when I’m sitting in the bus checked in and ready to go.
I’m going on holiday to ride mountain bikes for 5 days. I should be excited.
Anyone else gets this?
Honestly I think you might be right
Since I’ve started my meds and some behavior changes along with them I have only been late 3 times, all traffic related. And I still managed to get stuff done those days.
Those first few weeks though were pretty damn stressful as I was suddenly finding I could manage my time.
Before getting diagnosed, the running joke was that I’d be late for my own funeral. I even joked with my family that in the event I did pass to have whoever brought my ashes to the BBQ to show up fashionably late in my honor as one last joke.
Yes I’ve also gained that reputation…
I really try to be on time, I just get distracted