FW: AAADD

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donna_rowicki [donna_rowicki]

Tuesday, March 11, 2003 6:08 AM

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AAADD

 

 

 

AAADD

 

Recently, I was diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D. --- Age Activated Attention

Deficit Disorder. This is how it manifests:

 

I decided 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 trashcan under the table, and notice that the trashcan 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 bottle 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, we will be looking for the

remote, but nobody will 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 bottle 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.

...thanks Jim Baratte, who just topped

the big " Six Oh " hill.

...and to co-contributor, Nancy

Allardyce