Recently, I was diagnosed with A. A. A. D. D. - Age Activated Attention
Deficit Disorder. This is how it manifests:
I decide 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 trash can under the table, and notice that the trash can 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 can 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, I
will 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 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 can 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. ...
Do me a favor, will you? Forward this message to everyone you know, because
I don't remember to whom it has been sent. ... Don't laugh -- if this isn't
you yet, your day is coming!
GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.
GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL
LAUGHING AT YOURSELF IS THERAPEUTIC!
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