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Well, it’s only been one post, so far and already I am thinking of getting away from the list of words I started out with. I don’t know, though, yet. These posts will be, of course, of varying quality but they are going to be pretty short, for me, and I hope you enjoy them.
The thing is, time is brutal. If it takes you five minutes to eat a Bavarian cream-filled donut, or five minutes to tie your shoe, or five minutes to type up a sentence that is somewhat cohesive and coherent, it’s all the same. It’s five minutes. Where the problem comes in is our perception of time. If we are blessed to have had someone give us said donut, the five minutes (I’m not trying to eat like a total barbarian, of course, which would be easy for me to do) feels like five seconds because we enjoy it so much.
One of my many issues, or problems, depending on who you talk to, is that I overthink things way too much and overexplain. I don’t do what they call “mansplaining,” which I understand to be speaking to a woman in a condescending manner as though she knows nothing, but really I overexplain many things to all kinds of people. And it’s probably the overthinking thing that sets it off.
But there is nothing like eating a Bavarian Cream filled donut and whether it takes five minutes or five seconds, the time is brutally short.
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29 responses to “The Brutality Of The Time To Eat A Donut”
Good thoughts, although I’ve never eaten a Bavarian cream donunt and it’s never taken me five minutes to eat any donut. Not even a minute, I suspect. LOL!
😂I talk too much.
I can take days to eat a donut–to my husby’s disgust. I take so long it gets stale and I still love it. But that’s just me.
Good B
If my wife leaves half a donut lying around, it disappears well before the day is over, lol.
This sounds like a pound of feather is the same as a pound of iron and there is no way on earth that I can ever eat just one of any good thing from a bakery because I am a hog for sugar and sweet treats. I desperately love and crave apple fritters with glaze on them.
Those are really good, too! Yes, I have the same bent when it comes to trying to limit myself to just one.
The last donut I ate was twenty-years ago, until, my neighbor dropped off a dozen a few weeks ago, just being a nice fellow. Momo and me were hesitant to taste one. I did, and found out why I rejected them so long ago. Heartburn, chestigestion, sugar overload and all the other stuff. One bite.
Ha! Good stuffing.
I remember that time traveling joke from next week.
Ha – the cartoon crushes it.
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Good humorous post, enjoyed the cartoon too.
Thank you!
I loved your time traveling joke!
Well, not everybody is going to get it, though.
I liked the time traveling joke too!
Well, you are kind of ahead of your time…
How do you maanage to keep a Bavarian Kreme donut for five minutes? I’m on the third one one by then and that’s if i’m talking to my wife and drinking coffee!! 🤣🙃😎
😂🤣😂 I may have exaggerated a little…
I’m trying to imagine how many donuts I could eat in 5 minutes. It’s more than one.
Lol. Yes, I guess that was kind of a bad example.
I just assumed you’re more disciplined than I am.
I wish!
Sorry I missed the meeting to discuss this post and the comments. I will try to make tomorrow’s meeting.
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Thanks for sharing this, Herb! It’s funny because I recently did eat a jelly filled donut like a barbarian on my way out the door and made a massive jelly stain on my carpet. I had time but I spent it worried that I was going to be late to a rather unimportant meeting. Ultimately I had to spend more time and energy working to remove a carpet stain. Something that could have been avoided if I just took 5 minutes to enjoy my donut and live in that moment.
Some things should just be savored and enjoyed, lol.
So in Bavaria, would we just order a “cream donut”? I have never understood what is so Bavarian about Bavarian Cream (or is it Creme?) But I let the feeling pass and just eat the thing without thinking any more about it. And maybe I would tie my shoelaces more quickly if I was rewarded with a Bavarian cream donut.
Hahaha! Well, that’s a great idea.