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  • Worse than A.D.D.

    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 den, so I go to my desk where
    I find the bottle of soda that I had been drinking. I'm going to look
    for my checks, but first I need to push the soda aside so that I don't
    accidentally knock it over. I see that the soda 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 soda, a vase of flowers on the
    counter catches my eye--they need to be watered. I set the soda 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 soda 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.

    Do me a favor, will you? Forward this message to everyone you know,
    because I don't remember to whom it has been sent.

    Bob

  • #2
    I started to reply to this post, but I forgot what it was about.

    Bill

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    • #3
      That is a great story

      Truth is stranger and funnier than fiction


      CLAY

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      • #4
        zip,

        Have you been spying on me :?: :lol:

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        • #5
          ROFLMAO

          :mrgreen:

          That is just one of the funniest things I have ever read.
          Now, what were we talking about?

          NewJane

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          • #6
            :lol:Zipman; You're the one whos been lurking in my closet watching me all day.

            Perfect post of what a typical day is like for me. I've actually forgotten where I parked my van "AT HOME". Did I leave it out front, in the backyard the garage, oh well there is always tomorrow.

            Great post zipam.

            ponygee :roll:

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            • #7
              Zipman:
              Working with ADHD teens for the past 11 years, you have told a story, that is SOooo true . and If anyone reads this or has children that are like this, that is definately what a day is like for them, along with the fact, that they also hear E V E R Y little sound or voice that can be heard plus the voice they are suppose to be concentrating on.
              GREAT POST.


              babe60 :wink:

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              • #8
                Look, Zipman, I'm not buying this story, you made that up...or else you were wandering around taking notes while you did all that stuff :twisted:

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                • #9
                  lost keys

                  Zip, while you are at it, can you help find my truck keys? I put them where I'd remember but..........

                  Loved the story,

                  24karet

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                  • #10
                    !!! ROFLMAO !!!

                    I'm seriously worried about you Bob, but for the life of me I can't think why!

                    However, I just know that if/when Katherine and Mrs Zipman meet, there's no way that they're not gonna be agreeing on a lot of things with each other!!


                    Shoeless Joe

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