Not for me
It took you far longer to type everything, even if you were dictating, then it would for me to have accomplished the tasks and be done.
Facing counter, spoon in drawer in front of me. Spin 180 and grab. Obviously available jar. Spin back and slop in pan. You really think any difference in the amount will make a difference in the final result for me creating this silly little infusion? Or in any usage of garlic that I couldn't eyeball a clove versus a pile in a spoon?
There is no difference in the end result and it is far better than I could have done in 10 times the amount of time. And then I'd have to wash additional stuff. Like a garlicky cutting board. Or I'd have to wash a garlic press which is insane.
You're just being silly.
As far as get some knife skills, I have some. Not a lot. But they serve me. And I have sharp knives when I want them. I have the sharpeners. I actually enjoy the mind-numbing moments of slowly pushing those blades across. But only for a while. Then I love whipping those knives through paper. Then sharpening and putting the final edge again and putting it away. On the magnetic knife holder right in front of me where I reach no distance to use.
My whole world is constructed to minimize movement and have easy access to everything I want wherever I am. I am finally getting there.
Yes, I am lazy. The good kind of lazy. The one that optimizes things.
But I have an ulterior motive as well. My hands hurt. I whine all the time, or at least it seems to me, about my various joints dislocating. Those are major pain points. Minor pain points are more constant, especially in cold weather, so I spent a lot of time thinking about focused heat on my hands. And minimizing palm, forearm, wrist, and finger movements. I can get a searing pain when pushing a knife down. No warning so no anticipatory mitigation so I can just be chopping along happily and then bang. Cut that shit out. Same thing when lifting a plate or a glass of water if I can't get the bottom section where my fingers wrap around and support it. I have to do it two hands because at any given moment on either hand one or more fingers can just have a searing pain and I lose control of it and drop it. Or my wrist. Which finger depends on where the pain started since sometimes it's inflammation around a nerve that compresses. It could start at my elbow or my wrist or my knuckle. Ends in my finger tip. And then it's a live wire along the path. Other times it's torn cartilage and tendons because they've dislocated in the past and now hurt because they're filled with scar tissue and the inflammation goes up and down. I'm okay 90% of the time but my hands are not trustworthy and cause me pain. I take the little wheels off lighters because my thumb can't press down the child proof lock. Sometimes it feels like it's hard to press a button on a remote control. Okay, whining over.
Facing counter, spoon in drawer in front of me. Spin 180 and grab. Obviously available jar. Spin back and slop in pan. You really think any difference in the amount will make a difference in the final result for me creating this silly little infusion? Or in any usage of garlic that I couldn't eyeball a clove versus a pile in a spoon?
There is no difference in the end result and it is far better than I could have done in 10 times the amount of time. And then I'd have to wash additional stuff. Like a garlicky cutting board. Or I'd have to wash a garlic press which is insane.
You're just being silly.
As far as get some knife skills, I have some. Not a lot. But they serve me. And I have sharp knives when I want them. I have the sharpeners. I actually enjoy the mind-numbing moments of slowly pushing those blades across. But only for a while. Then I love whipping those knives through paper. Then sharpening and putting the final edge again and putting it away. On the magnetic knife holder right in front of me where I reach no distance to use.
My whole world is constructed to minimize movement and have easy access to everything I want wherever I am. I am finally getting there.
Yes, I am lazy. The good kind of lazy. The one that optimizes things.
But I have an ulterior motive as well. My hands hurt. I whine all the time, or at least it seems to me, about my various joints dislocating. Those are major pain points. Minor pain points are more constant, especially in cold weather, so I spent a lot of time thinking about focused heat on my hands. And minimizing palm, forearm, wrist, and finger movements. I can get a searing pain when pushing a knife down. No warning so no anticipatory mitigation so I can just be chopping along happily and then bang. Cut that shit out. Same thing when lifting a plate or a glass of water if I can't get the bottom section where my fingers wrap around and support it. I have to do it two hands because at any given moment on either hand one or more fingers can just have a searing pain and I lose control of it and drop it. Or my wrist. Which finger depends on where the pain started since sometimes it's inflammation around a nerve that compresses. It could start at my elbow or my wrist or my knuckle. Ends in my finger tip. And then it's a live wire along the path. Other times it's torn cartilage and tendons because they've dislocated in the past and now hurt because they're filled with scar tissue and the inflammation goes up and down. I'm okay 90% of the time but my hands are not trustworthy and cause me pain. I take the little wheels off lighters because my thumb can't press down the child proof lock. Sometimes it feels like it's hard to press a button on a remote control. Okay, whining over.
