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Yesterday I had an 'aha' moment while reading this post about ADD.
Gina summed up my life in 300 words or less.
Apparently, my co-workers have noticed my disorganization, my forgetfulness. Lord knows I've notice my inability to keep focused and see a task through to completion. My hubby probably thinks I intentionally ignore his requests.
I just figured that was how I was wired, but maybe it's more.
Sometimes staying focused and concentrating on one task is incredibly hard for me. I, often, find myself reading three or more books at the same time and seldom completing any of them.
My hubby talks to me when he is another room and I have trouble listening. He is relaying important information but all I can hear is the TV. However, if he would ask me to make something--a craft, a scrapbook, a bulletin board--I wouldn't rest until it was accomplished.
Also a common symptom of adult ADD/ADHD is apparently disorganization and forgetfulness. I write notes to myself about everything. EVERYTHING. And sometimes I still forget.
This is a picture of my craft room/office AFTER I've cleaned it up. I spend countless amounts of time just looking for things. My shoes. My notebook. A pen. I misplace everything. Nothing I own has it's own place and even if it did I would have trouble putting it back.
Staying organized and on top of things can be extremely difficult for me and may explain the sheer amount of panic I am feeling at having to remember and be responsible for all the food ordering next year in the cafeteria.
I often interrupt. I know I do it and I try very hard not to. Often times I am saying in my head, "wait your turn...wait your turn" only to drowned out what the other person is saying and then appear to not be paying attention.
When I was in school I had this teacher who would call us by our last name and when he did you were expected to repeat his last word. I could never do it. Even when I knew he would call on me, I could never do it.
Turns out, I might have a reason for it after all.
- I'm a 41 year old (gasp) freelance writer, school cafeteria manager, wife and mother. I have three children and one anxious and overweight beagle. I use my blog to make others laugh, to share some cool crafts, to document my lunchlady adventures and to lament about the challenges faced by us all on the journey called life. Thanks for visiting. Please leave some crack...um...I meant some comments.