I had a day today. Yes, I have a day every day, but you have to put the right emphasis on the words. Maybe if I embellish it a little, how’s this? Man, did I ever have a day today!!!
I started out with the wrong glasses. That’s because yesterday I broke my glasses while trying to clean them. So I dug out an older pair to wear while I repaired the current ones. Why would I repair the current ones you ask? Because they’re nearly ten years old and I’m pretty sure if I take them to an optician they’ll simply say “No.”
Wait a minute, if they’re ten years old …
That’s right, the ones I’m now stuck wearing are nearly fifteen years old. Well, at least thirteen. And yes, they make my eyes ache. But I have no choice.
So I got out the fiberglass resin and cloth and get to work. Only TV nerds tape their glasses. Us hard core types use epoxy! And while I was at it I decided to repair my music stand, it needs a new tension bolt with a knob on it for tightening. Long story short, I fiddle around with these two jobs and almost botch up both of them.
While the resin was drying I go to work. I work online, so the commute is from the living room to my office down the hall by way of the kitchen to grab a coffee.
Once online I go to the sites I’m supposed to be working on. But part of my job is social media, and that just leads to being click-baited, and ADHD is a natural target for that. I have to keep reminding myself of my work.
“♫♪Ain’t it funny♪♫ … ”
How time slips away. Part of the epoxy experience is how I managed to get a bit of epoxy on one lens of my glasses. And I wish I could say that was all, but there’s a smudge on my phone screen too.
Then the epoxy thing followed me into the office. A rough spot that is probably resin appeared on the touchpad on my notebook also. And yes, I did have an issue with a couple of fingers sticking together briefly.
Once I was done work, about 30 minutes worth over several hours spent, I headed down into my basement to resume my attack on the clutter in my attempt to reclaim my home so that I can sell it. This is another area where ADHD makes things drag out. It is one of the most difficult things for someone with ADHD to do, decide whether, and how, to dispose of something. But I persevered and managed to collect up a load of garbage. I stuffed it into the back of my truck, and grabbed my keys, ready to trundle it off to the landfill.
That’s when I checked my watch!
My watch is one of the few things about my person that had managed to avoid being epoxied. And it was doing just fine. So it was hardly its fault that my distracted spell of resin, online work, and basement junk wrangling turned out to have eaten up the whole day.
With my truck full of garbage, I realized that the landfill was closing in five minutes, and itès twenty minutes from my place to there.
Trash caddy …
So I closed up the back of the truck, and decided the trash could just stay in there until tomorrow. I grabbed some supper and headed off to the local open mic to practice for an upcoming show.
And yes, I took the garbage with me. A sign of ADHD distraction? Or a sign of ongoing work? I’m going with … both.
I think maybe Ièll make an appointment with my optometrist. Soon.