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MY ADD..

I've diagnosed my self with the adult form of ADD. I'm not going to see a DR about it I will just have to live with it. See I have developed a very short attention span and can't seem to start what I finish only because I get distracted with something else. I start cleaning the living room and when I put something up in another room where it belongs I start cleaning that room next. Like if I put my shoes in my closet, instead of walking back to the living room to finish, I start cleaning out my closet. Go back to the living room to get the furniture polish so I can go ahead and dust my dresser in my room...only to stay in the living room and finish up in there, totally forgetting about the mess I have created in my bed room now! If I am cleaning the kitchen and have to walk out to my back room/laundry room to throw some trash I look at the pile of laundry...start some...clean up the back room a little...remember that the dog hasn't been feed...go feed him...see some trash has blown into the yard...clean that up...open the garage door...do a little cleaning out there...sit down cause I need a break...forgetting that all I was doing was throwing some trash and the kitchen is still a mess. It's a vicious cycle and some days I go back and finish up what I started...some days I don't. I have been "organizing and cleaning" our bedroom for about a week now and I just finished it yesterday. Only because Jaxon took a 3 hour nap and Jill was still at school...I turned on some music and stayed in there until I was finished...well kind of...I went to get the broom and remembered there were towels in the dryer...took them out and folded them and put them up...only to return to the room 30 minutes later...forgetting the broom! *SIGH* happy friday!!

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