AOADD

Adult Onset Attention Deficit Disorder. That is my (self) diagnosis.

I fear my symptoms are getting worse. By. The. Day.

It appears to be a genetic disorder. My Mom suffers from a fierce case as well.

It seems to be exacerbated by multiple or long to do lists.

Example #1 It was after lunch and we were going to have some ice cream. Scraping the bottom of the carton I offer to get more from the freezer in the garage. On the way out I see a box from Costco, "I'll just put that in the recycling." I broke down the box and wrestled with it, trying to get it to fit in the bin.(Approximately 5 minutes later) I gave up and was kneeling in front of the freezer when Matt came out to see if some horrible accident had befallen me. Alas, no accident, just my faulty brain.

I could go on and on but... that would be focused and not at all what this post is about. Instead I want to share this funny poem I found in one of my organizing books;

One morning I woke and began resolutely

To work till my tasks were done absolutely

I decided I would not waste even a minute-

In the race against time, I determined to win it.

I started all right, first clearing the dishes,

Then saw it was time to clean the bowl for the fishes,

As I reached for the cleanser, I thought that I'd better

Grab soap flakes as well for washing a sweater.

As I went for the sweater, I saw that the bed

Needed straightening, so I stopped to do that instead.

Just then the phone rang, and while I was answering it,

I saw plants on the sill that needed watering a bit.

So went my day, and I worked till bone tired;

Then happy and proud, I sat back and admired.

But taking stock of my home, my joy was diminished;

Everything was started, but nothing was finished.

-Donette V. Ockey