I stole this from my friend Peggy's blog, is blog thievery illegal? Because I do it to my friend Sara's blog often too. :) I guess as long as I cite my sources...
Recently, I was diagnosed with C. A. A. D. D.
Child Activated Attention Deficit Disorder. This is how it manifests:
I decide to do the laundry. As I start toward the basement, I notice that there are cheerios all over the floor and my car keys are in the cereal bowl. I decide to pick up the cheerios before I do the laundry. I lay my car keys down on the counter, put the cheerios in the trash can under the counter and notice that the trash can is full. So, I decide to take out the trash. But then think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the trash I may as well pay the bills first. I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only one check left, my extra checks are in my desk in the office/playroom, so I go to my desk where I find a sippy cup full of juice. I'm going to look for my checks, but first I decide I should put the sippy cup in the refrigerator to keep it cold. As I head toward the kitchen with the sippy cup, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye-they need to be watered. I set the sippy cup on the counter, and I discover baby wipes that I've been searching for all morning. I decide I better put them back in the bathroom, but first I'm going to water the flowers. I set the wipes back down, fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote, one of the kids left it ont he kitchen table. I realize that after school when they go to watch TV, I will be looking for the remote as they fight over who lost it, 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, get some paper 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 laundry isn't washed, the bills aren't paid there is a warm cup of juice 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 the wipes, and I don't remember what I did with the car keys. 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.
4 comments:
I'm using it for my talk on Sunday. I guess I should let Pegs know about that. It is pretty dang funny. I laugh hard every time I read it.
This is my life exactly - when I'm home. Gabe always mimicks me doing things like this and says, "That's why you don't get anything done!!!"
I started laughing before I even finished the first line because I knew exactly how it was going to go. Too funny.
Finally! A name for why I never seem to get anything done and yet still feel like I've been working all day.
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