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Recently, I was diagnosed with A. A. A. D. D. – Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.

This is how it manifests itself:

I decide to water my garden.

As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide my car needs washing.

As I start toward the garage, I notice that there is 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 down on the table, put the junk mail in the rubbish bin under the table, and notice that the bin is full.

So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the rubbish 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 cheque book off the table, and see that there is only one cheque left. My extra cheques are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of coke that I had been drinking.

I’m going to look for my cheques, 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 place the coke down on the work surface, 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 work top, fill a container with water and suddenly I spot the TV remote. Someone has left it on the kitchen table.

I realise 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 lounge 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 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.

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  1. This is a joke? It could be any one of my days.

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    • Rosemary, I’m with you. To give something like this a name when it’s such normal behaviour is beyond me. Why does everything have to have a label.

  2. That’s no joke ! Happens all the time here !

  3. Happens to me daily, glad to know I have company!!

  4. ah so thats why my plants are looking sick etc i start out gardening and end up exhausted with nothing finished

  5. I dont believe, handing these symptoms are useful to the patients. If you put anyone creative & busy, and different from a certain accountant type, we all can have a minor case like that. We just need to see, if “being busy” after retirement is painful, or not. It looks like the writer still remembers what she did. So what is the problem?

  6. Ha…..I call it cerebral overload? It makes the day very varied! Staying “in the moment” is extremely difficult at any age. I only suggest never use AAADD for a personalised number plate on the car.

  7. I’m so glad they have found a diagnosis to this condition.. maybe they will find a cure next.. A.A.A.D.D

  8. And this is not supposed to start until I’m 60?

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