Friday, May 22, 2009

Been there, done that. . .

FULL DISCLOSURE--since I don't want to be accused of pulling a Maureen Dowd, the following post comes from an email I received from a friend, who got it from an email that's "been going around."


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 Pepsi I'd been drinking.
I'm going to look for my checks,
but first I need to push the Pepsi aside
so that I don't accidentally knock it over.
The Pepsi is getting warm,
and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the Pepsi,
a vase of flowers on the counter
catches my eye--they need water.
I put the Pepsi 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 Pepsi 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....
The above litany was sent to me by a friend. I howled--oh, yes, I recognize all those symptoms. As I said in my post title, "been there, done that. . ."


Anvilcloud said...

Crazy but all too true.

Dog_geek said...

Oh my goodness! It's like someone has been spying on me!!

possumlady said...

This has ALWAYS been my life, not just now that I'm older. I really feel I have suffered from adult attention deficit disorder!

JeanMac said...


Molly said...

I LOVE it -- even though it hits too close to home.

Thank you for stopping by my blog today. I hope my review of Olive Kitteridge did not show my literary ignorance too much. I would love to read your insights into the story's masterpiece qualities sometime, if you ever have the time to share.

NCmountainwoman said...

Oh that's WAY too close to home! Now, where are my reading glasses?

RuthieJ said...

That's me too! It's no wonder that I seem to get so little done on the weekends. It drives me crazy when one simple little task always turns into 7!

Ginnie said...

I received a copy of this in an email too. I wonder why the sender thought it would apply !!

Unknown said...

Plus in reading this carefully . . . I'm pretty sure the hose is still running in the yard! :)