I am convinced time is passing faster than it used to.
I have no proof of this, just anecdotal evidence.
I used to be able to go to the grocery store on my lunch hour, do the weeks shopping, bring it home, put it away, make myself a sandwich and STILL get back to work on time.
One lunchtime I made thirteen stops, running errands and made it back to work on time. (I broke a motor mount in my car, but still, I was on time!)
Now, I sit down at the computer to work on a simple design, thinking ten minutes, tops, and it takes me hours!
What’s up with that?
It’s not that I don’t know the programs I’m working with. It’s not that it’s anything complicated.
I think I actually DID only take ten minutes, but someone is playing a cruel practical joke in turning the clocks forward to make me THINK it’s hours later!
And if I ever find the perpetrator who’s doing it, you’re in big trouble, mister!