A friend sent me this as an e-mail this morning and it made me giggle so I am sharing it because it is EXACTLY what my life is like daily!!
KNOW THE SYMPTOMS!
Thank goodness there's a name for this disorder.
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 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....
Do me a favor.
Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't
remember who the hell I've sent it to.
Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!!
Thank goodness there's a name for this disorder.
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 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....
Do me a favor.
Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't
remember who the hell I've sent it to.
Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!!
3 comments:
I have been doing this for a long time and I am only thirty. I wonder what I will be like in the next ten years, maybe worse? lol
That's funny! I do that all the time too and I'm 39.
Hahah ~ this was great! It sounds like it's from the video that was going around a week or two ago on Facebook ~ with the English lady! It is so totally me - my hubby laughed so hard!! Comforting to know they are "others" in the world with the same affliction!
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