Thursday, March 25, 2010

yep-i have it-do YOU?





Thank goodness there's a name for this disorder. Somehow I feel better even though I have it!! Recently, I was diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D.-- Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder. This is how it manifests: I decide to water my garden. As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide it needs washing. As I start towards the garage, I notice mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mailbox earlier. I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car. I lay my car keys on table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table and notice the garbage can is full. So I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first. But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway, I might as well pay the bills first. I take my check book off the table, and see there's only one check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go in to my desk where I find the can of Pepsi that I had been drinking when I decided to water the garden. I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to move the can of Pepsi out of the way so I don't accidentally knock it over. The Pepsi is getting warm, and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold. As I head for the kitchen with the Pepsi, a vase of flowers catches my eye--they need water. I put the Pepsi on the counter and 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 spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table. I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I'll be looking for the remote, but I won't 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 pour some water in the flowers, but some spills onto the floor. Sou set the remote back on the table, get some towels to 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 can of Pepsi sitting on the counter- the flowers don't have enough water, there is still only one check in my checkbook, I can't find my remote, or my glasses and I have no idea where my car keys went to. Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day, 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 need to water the garden.

2 comments:

Jolly Roger said...

I have a hard time with this as well; I have to absolutely will myself to not go off on flights of fancy. It's hard.

Sherry Pasquarello said...

i do the same thing, j.r.


and not-not really interested in the aussie's erotic poet.