I read this humorous post the other day and thought “Nah. That’s not me”. However I have to admit today that I’ve had a day that has been very much like this so far. Well to a certain extent. I have stopped and actually finished a few things as I flitted from place to place although you wouldn’t know it to look at the house.
Here is a little humour for those of us who have a million things to do, brains racing at hundred miles per hour and are aging….
Recently, I was diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D.
Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.
This is how it manifests:
I decided to wash my car. As I start toward the garage, I notice that there is mail on the hall table. I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car. I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the trashcan under the table, and notice that the trashcan is full.
So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the trash first. But then I think, since I’m going to be near the mailbox when I take out the trash anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.
I take my checkbook off the table, and see that there is only one check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go to my desk where I find the bottle of coke that I had been drinking.
I’m going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the coke aside so that I don’t accidentally knock it over. I see that the coke is getting warm, and I decide I should put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.
As I head toward the kitchen with the coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye–they need to be watered. I set the coke down on the counter, and I discover my reading glasses that I’ve been searching for all morning.
I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I’m going to water the flowers. I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly I spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table. I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, we will be looking for the remote, but nobody will remember that it’s on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I’ll water the flowers.
I splash some water on the flowers, but most of it spills on the floor.
So, I set the remote back down on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill.
Then I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.
At the end of the day: the car isn’t washed, the bills aren’t paid, there is a warm bottle of coke sitting on the counter, the flowers aren’t watered, there is still only one check in my checkbook, I can’t find the remote, I can’t find my glasses, and I don’t remember what I did with the car keys.
Then when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I’m really baffled because I know I was busy all day long, and I’m really tired. I realize this is a serious problem, and I’ll try to get some help for it, but first I’ll check my e-mail.
To my credit, I did get some ironing done (took me three hours though with constant breaks to do other things that distracted me), took the clothes off the line and folded them, put the clothes away, sorted a few items from the closet that I no longer wear, put the dishwasher on, realised the dishwasher is having issues, hand washed the dishes, dried them and put them away, scrubbed down the sink (it shines now), dusted the piano, stopped to tickle the ivories for 15 minutes or so, went to put some books away in my cupboard, realised the cat’s litter required changing so did that, took out some garbage, put a couple of things away that I’ve been meaning to for some time now, played a few games of Farm Heroes, took the meat out of the freezer to defrost for dinner tonight, wiped down the kitchen benches, put the camera battery on to charge, put the phone on to charge, downloaded photos taken on the weekend, backed up photos to my external HD, made a phone call I’ve been meaning to make for a week or so now….. well you get the idea….
Unfortunately, I still haven’t completed my assignment, answered emails, worked on the July program for work, tidied my craft/computer room or any of the other things that I originally set out to do when I woke up this morning.
Sigh… you’ve got to love those sort of days right?
Continuing in the humour vein, here is a sign I saw the other day in Lismore.