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RE: A.A.A.D.D

Does this sound familiar to anyone....?

I'm sure some of you can relate, and those that can't, well, this might

explain why we are the way we are.

Recently, I was diagnosed with A. A. A. D. D. - Age Activated Attention

Deficit Disorder.

This is how it manifests:

I decide 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 trash can

under the table, and notice that the trash can 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! t

My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go to my desk where I

find

the can of Coke that I had 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.

I see that the Coke 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 coke a vase of flowers on the

counter

catches my eye--they need to be watered.

I set the Coke 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 t able.

I realize that tonight when we 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

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 can of Coke 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 ever! one you know,

because

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

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

GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.

GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL

LAUGHING AT YOURSELF IS THERAPEUTIC!

GOD BLESS AMERICA

Rick

www.whosyomama.com