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 my car needs washing.
As I start toward
the garage, I notice that there is 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 down on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can
under the table, and notice that the 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 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 inside the house 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 pour some water in the flowers,
but quite a bit 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 don't have enough water,
----there is still only one check in my check book,
----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.
Thanks to my sister Nancy who forwarded the above in an e-mail. And thanks to the unknown
author whose words I've stolen for this post.
Getting old isn't for the faint hearted.
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