The weekend past was Thanksgiving weekend here in Canada. Being farther north than most of the U.S. means summer is shorter and winter weather comes earlier. So we like to celebrate thanksgiving before our pumpkins start freezing.
And we take an extra day off to do that. We call it Holiday Monday, which means we didn’t have a real Monday in our week this week.
This happens several times a year, and that would be fine, in and of itself. We all know it’s coming, we’re prepared for it.
But there is another anomaly in these celebratory weeks, and we aren’t prepared for that. No one talks about it. Well, rarely. No one seems to realize it is there. And it has a detrimental effect … especially for us ADHDers.
The anomaly we aren’t prepared for is this, there is actually no Tuesday in one of these holiday shortened weeks either.
Sometimes we say, in a surprised voice, “Damn, it’s Tuesday, isn’t it?” Then we return to wandering around thinking it’s Monday, ‘feeling’ like it’s Monday, but being wrong.
I, and some others, call the second day of a holiday week “Fake Monday.” It causes all manner of problems. Increases in car accidents are a perfect example. Pray that the full moon doesn’t coincide with Fake Monday, ADHDers are bad enough drivers. And I wonder how many people have regular Tuesday appointments that they forget about. We miss them ’cause we’re all showing up for our usual regular Monday appointments.
At my favorite café, they were happily brewing the “Monday” flavor of the day on Fake Monday
At my favorite café, they were happily brewing the “Monday” flavor of the day on Fake Monday, ’til the barista exclaimed “Damn, it’s Tuesday, isn’t it??!?”
And so it was. And I had a regular appointment on Tuesday evening. On Tuesday evenings I attend a comedy improv workshop. On Tuesday mornings I hold off on taking my Concerta until 9:30 or 10:00 AM, but this wasn’t Tuesday, it was fake Monday.
I had taken my medication at 7:00 AM like I do every other day of the week that isn’t Tuesday. And it was scheduled to expire at 7:00 PM, the very same time that my workshop was to begin. This was going to be interesting.
As it turns out, not thinking before you speak works well with improv. I don’t mean to say that that kind of comedy requires less thought, but thinking in between conceiving an idea and delivering it takes the spontaneity out of your work. I felt more at ease, more capable on fake Monday than I’ve felt on any Tuesday.
Like writing, improv seems to need to be fresh and raw in its conception and delivery. And editing needs to be a light touch that leaves the original power in the thing. Stopping to analyze your thoughts takes away the fresh and raw and the more you think the less strength of the original thought makes it into your performance.
Now I’m not advocating throwing out your meds, I’m not giving up mine. All I’m saying is that improv comedy is an area where I need to get some more experience before I can excel at it while medicated.
As to other things in life, there are few activities that require you to be good at blurting out the unexpected, few activities other than improv comedy … but I’m taking my Concerta at 7:00 AM next Tuesday.
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Last reviewed: 12 Nov 2013