A.A.A.D.D.
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 damn 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...
Response of a 60 year old woman
Age activated???? Heck, this is just my life . . .
Response of a 62 year old man
Nothing is different, when you were younger, you wanted to start your
day mowing the yard to start the weekend, but got sidetracked looking
for breakfast, saw last nights empty beer can, went to the store for
more beer for a hot date later in the day. Then returned home to put the
beer in the fridge and realizing that you still needed breakfast. but
it was too late, so you went out for a late brunch. You were going to
meet a friend, but had to go back home for your wallet then back to your
friends. You stooped long enough to have a beer, a joint and listen to
the latest Bob Dylan album, got the munchies and continued onto brunch
which now time for a late lunch. After satisfying your munchies you
floated home, needed a nap from all of the hard work thinking about
mowing the grass, woke up took a shower for your hot date. Your date
showed up, helped you drink some beers, got stoned and you talked her
into some more munchies for supper, You had more beer and spent hours
trying to select the right music. She spent hours telling you about
space and far out dreams. At the end of the weekend the grass had not
been mowed, but you had smoked a lot of the grass, had not gotten laid
you were accusing they of a government conspiracy to change time and
space to make you work harder and longer for the "Man."
I really don't see much difference from your medically diagnosed
condition. I think you are still stoned form the 60's.
Bob (The Ball Reports)
Response of a 72 year old woman
Well, I certainly hope you are kidding.
But probably we all have a touch of it.
It's all part of what I believe is driving everyone nuts!!! Need to keep up with all the trivial changes imposed by outsider that we cannot afford to ignore if we just want to do enough to tread water (forget about getting ahead on the trivia).
The credit card # change which not only requires confirming phone call (from the correct phone of course) and the debit card number change (same requirement ) but also any thing you have on automatic must be notified. Meanwhile the place on automatic made a change of some kind to be worked into the matrix.
Also big changes like Bob Baker Ford going out of business!!! They have given me wonderful service which of course I expected to go on forever. No replacement company is going to treat me like a valued original customer.
Maybe time to join a back-to-the-land movement. A couple of cows, some weeds, and relax.
J.