So this morning I was scrolling through some old photos on my phone when I saw a pic from last year’s beach trip. Boom! Realized it was taken June 10th. Got me thinking – exactly how many days until June 10th rolls around again? Seems simple, right? But oh boy, it’s not as straightforward as you’d think.
First thing I did? Grabbed my old paper calendar from the drawer – yeah, I still have one. Started flipping pages, counting days with my finger like some caveman. May 15th… 16th… 17th… I kept losing track every time the phone buzzed. Did three attempts, got three different numbers. Utter fail.
Then I remembered, duh, use your computer, dummy! Fired up a basic Python script. Wrote this super rough code:
- import datetime
- today = *()
- future_date = *(2025, 6, 10)
- difference = future_date – today
- print(*)
Ran it. Boom. Got a number. Felt smart for about five seconds.
BUT WAIT – is this actually right? Time zones? Leap years? Started sweating bullets. Remembered 2024 was a leap year, but 2025 ain’t. My script uses the system date… which should be okay. Tested it by changing my system date to yesterday – the count updated correctly. Phew.
Still paranoid though. Checked three different “days between dates” websites. Typed like a maniac, fingers slipping all over the keyboard. All agreed with my script’s number. Okay, guess it works!
Weird takeaway? Sometimes simple things make you overthink like crazy. My calendar is now buried under empty coffee cups again, and honestly? Probably won’t check the countdown again until maybe July. Or next June. Who knows.