Many of you who know me personally in real life know that I am ADHD. So what is it like to have ADD? Well where do we start? I’ll start off with a typical morning.
I set off to start a calendar/log/goal sheet to keep a constant reminder to keep me on track. Open up excel and as I begin writing have a thought about a past poem or writing that I want to tweak. Now I need to go searching for a copy of the poem. While looking I find a box with tools but I have candles and other supplies mixed in it that don’t belong. So I begin cleaning out the box and realize I also need to find another box for all the stuff I’m finding. While cleaning I find old items that belong to my sons so I now have to go through my entire closet.
Now that I started cleaning the closet I have managed to create huge piles and start throwing out things no longer needed, categorize the things I am keeping and still can’t find a box. I start taking a few things out of one of my piles into Darian room and realize his drawer is a mess. I know I can’t live with a mess like that because I am too easily distracted. So I need to help him out and start working in his room.
So while organizing Darian drawers this lead to me finding that I need to get rid of clothing that no longer fits so I end up cleaning out his closet. An hour or so later his drawers and closet are clean but I now the way I have his room and drawers arranged makes it hard for him to keep it this clean. OH another project!
So now I need to rearrange his entire room but it doesn’t look right so I move it back to the way it was…..almost. As I am getting ready to move the bed back I come up with an idea to build him a desk and matching headboard to help him have a place to create while keeping his room clean.
So I pack the youngest in the car and go to home depot and buy supplies. I come home and start sawing and building his desk and redesigning his room and as I am winding down cant find my drill so I go looking for it so I can finish putting everything together. As I walk down the hall I see my toddler’s room is a mess since I forgot to clean his room in the morning.
So now I head into Connors room and start picking up the toys and think “hmmm, maybe I can move this book shelve to help keep his room clean” so I start rearranging Connors room and move his bed, toy boxes and so on. As I start moving around his things I find toys he no longer plays with.
So I start putting toys in bags and have a great idea to have a garage sale and sell all the clothes and toys from the boys to buy them new ones. I am almost done with Connors room I realize it is almost time for Darian to get home from school so now I have to rush to finish his room before he gets home. Both rooms are a mess and the kids are now complaining because they can’t get in to play.
It is almost dinner time and hubby will be home soon. I don’t want him to know all I have been doing today since he already thinks I am crazy and will think it even more if I leave their rooms unlivable. So I call him and ask him to pick dinner up but really this is a stall to get another hour to finish.
It is now 6 at night and I am almost done but can’t stand all the holes I put in the wall so I am using hole filler because I decided I want to paint the holes. I still need to finish cleaning the kitchen and house to help make things look normal until I can get back to what I am doing. Just then I realize!!! MY ROOM!!!
Hubby is due home any minute and I can’t even walk in my room!!! So I throw everything in my closet, thank goodness for separate closets and try to pick up as much as I can for now.
Hubby is home and we eat, the entire time thinking to myself what I need and want to do to Darians & Connors rooms and how much I need to clean my closet.
As the night ends and we go to bed (after I spent 2 hours cleaning after the kids are in bed) I can’t fall asleep because my mind keeps thinking about what I need to do but eventually it is morning.
Hubby leaves and I start off my day by getting out the paint. I tear apart Darians room again and paint it the new color. Not enough so I am off to the store for wallpaper trim and glow in the dark stars, hours later I have the paint done, the desk built and begin putting it back together.
As I am finishing and happy with my work I realize how much Connor loved helping me so I go in the back yard and start building a small clubhouse in-between still trying to get bits and pieces of my closet cleaned out. It started off with only a roof but I ended up building a complete frame and as I am putting the roof on decided I want to put actual shingles so back to the store. While I am at the store I start thinking about putting carpet and lights as well as maybe a little couch.
So I go back to the boy’s rooms to start looking for things I can use for the new club house. I tear their rooms apart so I can use extra toy boxes and such and spend the day painting and setting the club house up to be cool. Then I remember I left their rooms torn apart. So I go back in and start picking their rooms up but run across a few dishes in Connors room he was playing with
So I take them into the kitchen as I put the dishes away. I start thinking about how he likes to play with pots and pans but also figure out how to open the cabinet locks so I start pulling everything out of all the cabinets and drawers and place them on the table. Now I am going to rearrange all cabinets to make is Connor safe but also allow him to be able to help me out and play. But it is almost Dinner so I need to make it quick since I don’t know what to cook yet.
PHEW!!! That was a mouth full. Anyways, what was the point of this post? Oh hell, I can’t remember!
I do have the sudden urge now to go work on Darians room since I haven’t done anything with it yet since we moved. Now where did I put that drill?
(ps I never did finish my orginaztional chart…….who has the time?)
oh and here is the old club house I built, it actually took me over a week to totally finish it
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