AAADD - KNOW THE SYMPTOMS.....PLEASE READ! Thank goodness there's a name for this disorder. Somehow I feel better, even though I have it!! Recently, I was diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D. - 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 it needs washing. As I start toward the garage, I notice mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mail box earlier. I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car. I lay my car keys 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 check book 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 I'd 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. The Coke is getting warm, And I decide to 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 water. I put the Coke on the counter and 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 spot the TV remote.. Someone left it on the kitchen table. I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I'll 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 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 1 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, 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. Forward this message to everyone you know,
Because I don't remember who I've sent it to.
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Brenda- I didn't realize there was a diagnosis out for this type of behavior!!!! Thank you so much for putting a name with my issue and making me feel like I am no longer the only one!! My favoritee symptom is walking back and forth from one room to the other trying to jog my memory as to what I was doing in the very beginning. and the hell I even entered the room....
Maybe we should start a support group!!!
I'm with ya! I will join for sure....Brenda you can be President!!! Bridgette you can be the poster child for the ads! I'll get unsuspecting people to donate to our cause! (beer money)
Kind of like me seeing the cop setting a trap for all the speeders on my way out of town and then picking up welding rod and thinking about the other errand I needed to run and getting pulled over by that same cop in the same spot... Engage brain... Engage...
Mother of the year award goes to me... my husband and I were shuttling kids to the local soccer tournament here in town. He left at around 7:30 am with what I thought was two kids (my 11 and 9 yr old sons) and I left at around 9am with my 13 yr old son and 7 yr old daughter. I usually just holler, "Go get in the car - we're leaving!" After about an hour at the tournament, my 9 yr old son shows up with all his gear, sweaty, red-faced, fighting mad and warmed up for his game. Evidently, he was left at the house and had to walk! No need to call DFS - it was only 3 miles... heh heh We're seriously outnumbered by our kids, okay?!
Well don't feel bad. I don't have kids yet and that stuff happens to me too. Ranota (my sis) and her two boys 15 and 12 just moved in with us a couple of weeks go. So for about the next year or so we will all be under one roof. So far it is going pretty well. Everyone seems to be functioning as a team. I keep forgetting to feed myself and the cats though. So my nephews and sister have picked up the slack for the kitties. If I still forget to eat that's not such a bad thing. :)
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