ADHD and the FierceFamily

What time is it?!?  Oh, hell, is Saturday already mostly gone?  I haven’t even started doing the dishes and that was only the first little thing on the list.  Let’s see, I did do the things at the end of the list already; The non-critical ones.  I went to the farmer’s market because that’s fun and J and I want to eat something yummy tonight that the kids won’t touch.  And now J is on her way home and none of the obvious stuff is going to be done before she gets here, and now I’m updating the blog instead because it’s been weeks since either of us posted anything and dammit, WE MADE A COMMITMENT.  Sigh.  Maybe we’ll just drink some wine, watch more of season two of Veronica Mars tonight and sleep in tomorrow.  We can always get organized tomorrow, right?  I can’t find my stupid list anyway.

The background: At a recent Saturday swim meet, Row’s coach commented on the amount of time it took to track Row down for his races.

The scene: Wednesday Night Swim Meet

The action: Row is sent to the “clerk of course” - but loses his way - twice. So Tim and I physically walk with him all the way there, and I stand with my hand on his shoulder Continue Reading »

I should be doing laundry. Or making entries in our checkbook. (Wait, scratch that, we don’t even have a checkbook anymore. I guess I should be developing a checkbook.) I could be cleaning out the scary “catch-all” laundry basket sitting next to my desk. Instead, I’ve taken up sock knitting (I use this program to make some of the patterns).

All in all, it’s a very bizarre enterprise. The needles look crazy. And, what is the benefit of a hand-knitted sock, anyway? I’m quite sure they won’t last as long as a machine-made and reinforced sock. If they aren’t lost first.

Nonetheless, I knitted some for Tim , Non, and Row.

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As far as I can tell, I’ve had this inattentive form of ADHD my entire life. At least as long as I can remember. Not that that’s saying much since I have a really terrible memory. That’s actually the thing that led me to a diagnosis of ADD: I just couldn’t remember anything. I thought I might have had some sort of memory problem and went for a battery of tests when i was about 30 years old. The resuts were that my memory was fine, but that I had some appreciable attention issues. Makes sense doesn’t it? I remember things fine, as long as they have the chance to get in.

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