Monday, January 22

C.A.A.D.D.

If you have been secretly wondering what is wrong with me, I now have the
answer... Recently, I was diagnosed with C. A. A. D. D.. (Child Activated Attention Deficit Disorder)

This is how it manifests:


I decide to do the laundry. As I start toward the basement, I notice that
there are cheerios all over the floor and my car keys are in the cereal
bowl. I decide to pick up the cheerios before I do the laundry. I lay my
car keys down on the counter, put the cheerios in the trash can under the
counter, and notice that the trash can is full. So, I decide to take out
the trash. But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when
I take out the trash I may as well pay the bills first. I take my
checkbook off the table, and see that there is only one check left, my
extra checks are in my desk in the office/playroom, so I go to my desk
where I find a sippy cup full of juice. I'm going to look for my checks,
but first I decide I should put the sippy cup in the refrigerator to keep
it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the sippy cup a vase of flowers on the
counter catches my eye - they need to be watered. I set the sippy cup on
the counter, and I discover baby wipes that I've been searching for all
morning. I decide I better put them back in the bathroom, but first I'm
going to water the flowers. I set the wipes back down and splash some
water on the flowers, but most of it spills on the floor. So, I get some
paper 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 laundry isn't washed, the bills aren't paid,
there is a warm cup of juice sitting on the counter, the flowers aren't
watered and now they are wilting, there is still only one check in my
checkbook, the kids are screaming, I can't find the wipes, 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 long and I'm really tired.

10 intellectual comments made by others:

sheri said...

ROFL! Oh my gosh. As soon as my 2nd was born, I immediately diagnosed myself as having Child Induced ADD. It's 17 months later and I still feel like I can't get it together! I feel your pain. Really, I do.

Anonymous said...

That is such a cute joke I have not heard it in years

Carrie said...

He he! I love that! I needed a good laugh! Don't you just love motherhood?

flip flop mama said...

That is hilarious! Thanks for the laugh!

Marcia (MeeAugraphie) said...

Once it is established, kids growing up does not cure it, it is yours for life. . . just that it is no longer spilled Cheerios or warm juice. . .

Jeanie said...

That really needs to be published and framed for EVERY mom, lol....

Staci said...

Wow! It is like you are talking about my day. Thanks for posting this... now I don't feel alone. :)

Brought to you by Her Majesty Magenta said...

I loved this post. I have had this caadd since my kids were born. Now that they are older the circumstances have changed but the results are the same! Thanks!

Unknown said...

So, so true!

Lisa Knight said...

Now my disease has a name, THANK YOU!!!