Warm Pepsi
I thought I was too young to be senile and forgetful, early dementia but then I found out I really have A.A.A.D.D and that explains it all. Our kids and grandchildren may have A.D.D. but not to be outdone by the younger generation, many baby boomers have their own disorder de jour!
Thank goodness there’s a name for this disorder. somehow I feel better even though I have it!!
Recently, I was diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D. – Age Activated Deficit Disorder.
This is how it manifests:
I decide to water my garden. As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide it needs washing.
As I start toward the shed for the hose pipe etc., I notice letters in the mailbox. I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.
I lay my car keys on the table. Put the junk mail in the little recycle bin under the table, and notice that the bin is full so need to take it out to the green recycle box. So I decide to put the bills back on the table and take the rubbish out.
But then I think, since I’m going to be near the rubbish anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.
I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only one check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the lounge, so I go inside the house to the desk where I find the can of Pepsi I’d been drinking.
I’m going to look for my check, but first I need to push the Pepsi aside so I don’t accidentally knock it over. The Pepsi is getting warm, and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold. As I head toward the kitchen with the Pepsi, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye-they need water.
I put the Pepsi on the counter and 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 spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table.
I realize that tonight when I go to watch TV, I’ll be looking for the remote, but 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 pour some water in the flowers but quite a bit of it spills on the floor. So I set the remote back 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 Pepsi sitting on the counter. The flowers don’t have enough water, 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, and I’m really tired.
Do me a favor. Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don’t remember who I’ve sent it to. Don’t laugh ~~if this isn’t it you yet, your day is coming!!
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