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    and they call me 'Mommy'...

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    Friday, March 07, 2008

    My version of the email forward....

    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 laundry room, 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, 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, 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.

    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, because I don't remember to whom it has been sent.

    Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!!!

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    3 Comments:

    Blogger Ted said...

    Sounds similar to my shift yesterday (except for a few details). Supposedly the trick is to pick a task (or set of tasks) and refuse to be distracted, except in the case of a real emergency. Let me know if you figure out a way to do that.

    9:41 PM  
    Blogger Jenny said...

    Well, if I come up with.... what was I saying?

    9:45 PM  
    Blogger Stephanie said...

    That is a perfect description of me when I am around kids or not, lol!

    9:23 AM  

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