It Just Wouldn't Be Christmas.........

By:prestonjjrtr

.......If I wasn't sitting at my kitchen table checking and rechecking the tracking status of the packages that I need by Friday (Saturday actually, but that would really mess me up).  Okay, so each and every year I order online approximately one week before Christmas.  It's a bitch, and a bad habbit.  Had I started back around cyber Monday I would only have wrapping to slack on but that would have been way too easy.  You would think that I like to live on the edge, that I enjoy the fact that I have to know when the last store is open on Christmas Eve in case one of my orders doesn't arrive on time.


.......If I had any sort of wrapping materials.

.......If I had teacher and bus driver gifts this year.  Three more days of school this week, plenty of time.  So much time in fact that I will most likely wait until Thursday to go out for them.  That will be a fun day, because I also don't like cheap last minute crap gifts.  I won't settle for the last thing on the shelf, again, that would be too easy.  Instead I will race around all day trying to find the perfect (most likely overpriced) gift around.  Damn it I should have ordered it on line with the others.
                                                                                                                                
......If my stockings were hung by the chimney with care, instead of on the floor where they fell two days ago and no one has put back up.

.......If I didn't down right refuse to order a few of the items on-line because the price was an overprice of the overprice.  I always spend more than I should (good thing I'm rich - NOT) on items so that I don't have to shop for them but I will not spend double the amount of an item.  That is just sickening.  So, now that I overpaid, but refused to over, overpay I still have at least five more gifts too buy, at the store, with the crowds, where I could have found the other stuff cheaper in the first place.  Did I say five more gifts?  Shit, that's just the kids, it should have read twelve more gifts.  Good thing there are still three more shopping days (five really, but if I know that I'll wait it out).

I would like to say that next year I'll be more on the ball,

 but I don't usually say that until I have totally lost it and it's way too soon for that.

"I'm sorry...I wasn't paying attention
to what I was thinking"
-Shelley Curtiss

“You meet people who forget you.  You forget people you meet.  But sometimes you meet those people you can't forget.  Those are your 'friends.'” -unknown

Acomplish This

    I would say that I have about two more hours of work to do in my daughter's room. I have already spent at least ten hours in there this weekend, but you should also know that it has been almost done for months.  The walls are painted, beautiful.  The rug is up, great! The floor is done, minus a couple of throw rugs, hooray! The books are on the shelves, good for me! The fish tank is clean, I rule!
    What's left you might ask.  Ahhh. What is left could very well take the average person an hour.  It is two baskets of random items that I found in my heavy duty cleaning rampage.  Two big baskets.


Why Nothing Gets Done 
   This is where it gets rough.  This is when the room looks great except for two big baskets full of things that need to be either thrown out or put away.  This is when I walk away, I'll do it tomorrow, I'll do it next weekend. I never do it, and thus my collection expands, instead of going away where it should be, I move to another room and begin it all again.
Again, I say ahhhhhh. 
Ha-ha-ha, try living with me, I have trouble living with myself.
I am writting to you dear blog, hoping that just rereading you will help me see what a nut I am.  I am obviously aware of the problem, so what's the big stinking issue.
I'll let you know what happens - it's Sunday 2/6.

Check Out My Take on Hyperfocussing

     I said I would come back to it, so here I am.  For those that do not know what hyperfocussing is I will give you a brief definition.  I say brief because their are so many different definitions, and theories of who is prone to hyperfocus.
     My definition is my own words and relates only to ADHD.
     To hyperfocus is to pretty much zone out everything else around you and actually concentrate on a particular craft, creation, thought, character, etc.  Often times people loose complete track of time during hyperfocussing and don't pay any attention to other things around them.  Once interrupted from their state a person may not be able to get back into the same focus they had held.
For a more formal definition go somewhere else.
For more on my thoughts and how I hyperfocus check out my Hub at http://hubpages.com/hub/Hyper-focussing-and-Adult-ADD

Why This Blog Will Work For Me

     As previously stated, this is my seventh blog. Yeah, that's right, seven . The other ones all had great intentions too, I'm a great thinker.
     One was going to be all about adoption, I'm the mom of two beautiful adopted children and I wanted to share my story and my wealth of knowledge on the subject. See great blog idea.
     Then there was the one that was going to be about raising elementary age girls, I have one, and God know there's plenty to share and learn there.
     I was going to blog about men and the amusing observations I make daily. I was going to blog to better myself, get out my feelings, raise my self esteem even.
     Blah, blah, all good ideas, but nothing that could keep my attention long enough to finish.  So here I am with a blog about the lighter side.  A blog based on the way that I think. 
     No one, including myself, ever knows what to expect from me next.  My goal is, and will continue to be to better myself which is a trip in itself, but now along the way instead of worrying about what to write, I'll just write whatever the hell I want whenever the hell I want.
    This is why this blog will work for me.

Me, Myself and Chaos

     I have been clinically diagnosed with adult ADD.  I leave off the H because there is nothing hyperactive about me.  Aside from hyperfocussing, but we'll get to that later. 
     Lot's of people tell me that they also believe that they have ADD. I wonder when we were all struck with symptoms of such an up and coming epidemic. I was never diagnosed as a child although after a few tests and a look back on my entire personal life a psychologist made it very clear that I was indeed a child with Attention Deficiet Disorder. It certainly explains a lot. So aside from the many that believe they are in a similar boat, there are just as many people that question if ADD even exist at all.
     I am a firm believer in "to each his own" but for the fun of it I'd like to give some examples of what my life is like and has been like for years.
     
I once lost my keys two minutes after walking in the door. I had only gone two or three places when I walked inside with a handful of things. Nothing else was missing. Lots if people loose their keys, but it doesn't take most people three days to find them. I thought my husband was going to kill me.


I have scrapbooks for both of my children. My daughter's scrapbook stops at her third birthday, and my son's scrapbook stops at his third month. My daughter is now 8 and my son is almost 6.
    
I have started seven blogs in two years - 6 of which have bored me after a week but I think I finally have it this time!

I am adamant about changing the job I have held for seventeen years. So adamant about it that in the past year I visited three schools, and actually went back to school for Facials and Spa Treatment for three months. Sadly it was the money that forced me out of that one but I'm still looking for something new as well as trying to save up, yeah right, so I can go back to school.


Throughout my childhood (13-18) I started at least 25 novels and made it about halfway through, most of them having over eighty pages.  Moving on to my early adult age (19-30) I started about 15 more novels all of which have anywhere between twenty-five and one hundred pages, throw in seven screenplays (another whim) all half finished and you have those eleven years of my wannabe a writer career.  I took a long break when my children arrived.


Over the past three years I have started three new novels, one of which is done except for major editing, and two of which are almost ready for editing.  All three have over three hundred and forty pages.  Aside from those I have also picked up ones from years past and added anywhere from twenty to one hundred pages.


I need alarms to remind me to look at the gigantic calendar hanging in my kitchen.  In fact I need alarms to remind me to write things on the giant calendar in my kitchen.


My work office is full of yellow sticky notes, some of which don't even make sense and other that are from a year ago and still in a list of things to do pile.


No one at work is allowed to put important things on my desk, and it's not even my rule.


This is a first draft list and I do plan to add to it as I remember more crazy ADD related things that I do.