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ADHD And The Best of Intentions

The boat that still won't float ...
The boat that still won't float ...

How many things have I started, and not finished? Dozens? Hundreds? Thousands? All conservative estimates I’m sure. I’ve never started anything I didn’t intend to finish, though.

Yes, there are aggravating piles of raw materials scattered around my sphere of influence. These piles are all the mile-markers of various projects that I intended to complete.

List or litany

There’s an unassembled rack in my basement that will eventually hold my winter tires in the summer, my summer tires in the winter. It’s still in the carton, sitting beside my winter tires. No point putting those on the truck now I guess …

My laundry is in a pile on my couch, I try to get it folded by Thursday. Why Thursday? That’s laundry day. Two weeks of clean laundry leaves no space for me to sit and eat supper. I know, I should eat at the table … there’s no room there I’m afraid, too many unfinished projects on it.

Some of them are more than irritating

Some undone projects slip quietly out of sight and are lost in the ADHD haze that is my life. Others rear their ugly heads to remind me of my distraction, my poor sense of time requirements and my inadequate executive function.

Years ago, I took a course to become an auctioneer. I completed it and worked as an auctioneer for almost a year … you think that doesn’t count? I started an auction business and then just walked away from it … that’s a failed project.

The never ending nevers …

I was going to rebuild my Honda motorcycle this past winter, but I hardly looked at it, even though it was in my dining room. The rebuild … never happened.

I keep threatening, every year, to create a calendar using my photographs. I thought it would be a great gift for people who deserve to get something from me, but whose needs or desires are indiscernible by me … never happened.

I dragged home a yard sweeper that was at the end of someone’s lane way two years ago and figured I’d resurrect it. There seemed to be nothing wrong, mechanically, I figured I would simply tighten what was loose, loosen what was seized and give it a good cleaning … never happened.

I could go on, but …

One of my greater failures to date is in my garden shed. The shed is where the motorcycles and yard tractor are supposed to spend the winter. It’s also where the snow-blower is supposed to spend the summer. Nothing spends any time in the shed.

In 2008 I got the brilliant idea to build a boat. I wanted to build a cabin cruiser but thought, given my penchant for not finishing things (this was before my ADHD diagnosis … go figure) that I should start with the dinghy. I decided to build it in my shed.

A new kind of gardening. Ha!

A simple project. You build some frames from a set of plans and then assemble a boat on the framing. Once complete you unbolt the frames from the floor, flip the creation over and release the completed boat from the frames. The plans say the project can be completed in one weekend. I guess the page that tells me which weekend was missing from my copy.

A little balance in the books

In fairness to myself, there have been a few big things I’ve actually “gone back” and taken care of. I completed my high school education by going back and graduating when I was 20. I returned to school once again, completing college at the age of 30.

And I have, on more than one occasion, been up to date on my income taxes, though I’m not, I confess, up to date at present. And if I were, I’d gladly trade being up to date … to get that damned boat frame out of my garden shed. I still hate the feeling I get each time I see it.

ADHD And The Best of Intentions

Kelly Babcock

I was born in the city of Toronto in 1959, but moved when I was in my fourth year of life. I was raised and educated in a rural setting, growing up in a manner I like to refer to as free range. I live on the traditional lands of the Chippewas of Nawash in an area where my family history stretches back 6 or 7 generations and my First Nations friend's families go back hundreds of generations. I was diagnosed with ADHD at the age of 50 and have been both struggling with the new reality and using my discoveries to make my life better. I am a freelance writer and I write two blogs here at Psych Central, one about living with ADHD and one that is a daily positive affirmation that acts as an example of finding the good in as much of my life as I possibly can.

Find out more about me on my website: writeofway.

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Babcock, K. (2012). ADHD And The Best of Intentions. Psych Central. Retrieved on September 22, 2020, from


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