C.A.A.D.D. – Child Activated Attention Deficit Disorder
Sorry about how long it’s taking me to post, but I’ve been busier
than a one-toothed man in a corn-on-the-cob eating contest.
On top of that, my PC has been slower than drugged tortoise, making computer time more frustrating than trying to understand sign language over the phone. With that said…I’m taking the lazy way out and posting something that was sent to me awhile back, from another mom. I found it quite amusing, yet made perfect sense.
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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 house keys are in the
cereal bowl. I decide to pick up the cheerios before I do the laundry.
I lay my 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 I 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 and my extra
checks are in my desk in the office. 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 plant on the
counter catches my eye–it needs 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 plants. I set the wipes back down, fill a container with water and
suddenly I spot the TV remote, left on the kitchen table.
I realize that when I 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 plants.
I splash some water on the plant, 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 plants
aren’t watered, there is still only one check in my check book, I
can’t find the remote, I can’t find the wipes, and I don’t remember what I did
with my 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.
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