Christmas: An ADHD Nightmare
First of all, what’s really funny about the photo above is that IT’S NOT A SET-UP. Honest. I did a double-take four years ago when I drove through a tiny rural Ontario village and spotted this lawn scene.
First of all, what’s really funny about the photo above is that IT’S NOT A SET-UP. Honest. I did a double-take four years ago when I drove through a tiny rural Ontario village and spotted this lawn scene.
I have birds on my mind a lot this week (please, no bird-brain jokes…). Yesterday, I watched as a chickadee flitted from branch to branch. It reminded me of the way I still restlessly march from room to room, constantly, throughout the day.
I chose the moniker, ChickADD for my ADHD-related website (www.chickadd.ca) as well as my Twitter title (ChickADD44).
At first, this choice was based on a play on words using the chickadee’s call. I changed the call to – Chick-AY-Dee-Dee-Dee… (okay, that’s ADD with a stutter, but then, a lot of us have a comorbid condition, right? ha ha).
Watching that little chickadee made me wonder if there might be more similarities I hadn’t thought of. My observations confirm that there are.
After months of resisting, I mentioned a few weeks ago that I became a twit. That’s right, I began “tweeting.” (see how fast I caught on to the lingo?!)
Someone commented on my blog that they didn’t like Twitter. So, if the visitors won’t come to Twitter, this twit will come to you.
I may not change your mind, but I wanted to share an amazing discovery I made by flying into Twitter: it’s got therapeutic applications for ADHDers.
That’s right: tweeting can be part of your Tweetment.