In the past few weeks, mostly due to sorting out my car hassle, I've had to do a few things (e.g. making a particular phone call) which I knew in advance would be stressful.
I've noticed during the process that there's a certain length of time beyond which I don't seem to worry much about the stress of doing the thing. It's fairly reliably seemed to be about two days: if I plan to do such a thing well in advance, I don't feel stressed about it until about two days before it, and then I start to worry, and to curse my former self for having committed me to doing it. Whereas if I plan to do it within two days, I'm much more prone to let the visceral dislike of the idea affect my decision to do it at all.
Of course this is all perfectly normal human nature and in either case my clear duty is to ignore the feeling of stress and just get on and do it anyway. But it's been striking me as interesting that the time horizon seems so consistent. It's as if the ‘me’ more than two days in the future is someone I don't quite see as myself, and hence I can foist unpleasant jobs on him with relative equanimity; but the nearer-