I recently received the following in an email. It is so true!
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 car keys are in the cereal
bowl. I decide to pick up the cheerios before I do the laundry. I lay my car
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 checkbook off the table, and see that there is only one check
left, my extra checks are in my desk in the office/playroom, 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 sippy cup
in the refrigerator to keep it cold. As I head toward the kitchen with the
sippy cup, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye --they need 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 flowers.
I set the wipes back down, fill a container with water and suddenly I spot
the TV remote, one of the kids left it on the kitchen table. I realize that
after school when they go to watch TV, I will be looking for the remote as
they fight over who lost it, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen
table, so I decide to put it back in the den where 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, 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 flowers aren't watered,
there is still only one check in my checkbook, I can't find the remote, I
can't find the wipes, 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, because I don't remember to whom it has been sent. Don't laugh --
if this isn't you yet, your day is coming.
4 comments:
I've got it too!!! thanks for putting a name to my illness.
This is totally me, too!
The sad thing is, my cabinets, drawers, and closets are clean, but my house is a mess!!!
OH MY GOSH!!! That's really funny and really true! I think every mother suffers from it to some degree.
Lindsey
This is funny, Mindi -- I can totally relate.
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