I’m a little late. I have a six thirty deadline and it’s six fifteen. I’m not going to make it.
Part of the problem of writing a blog about ADHD is that you kind of have to know a little bit about ADHD.
And since I have no formal education on that subject, it’s rather convenient that I have personal insight into the subject. Nothing beats experience, unless it’s education and experience.
And experience is telling me that, even though my computer has decided that this morning is the morning it’s going to update itself regardless of how much I need it to just run, it’s not my computer’s fault that this post wasn’t written last night.
It’s all the ADHD Busyness
You see, last night I was at a concert. I wasn’t playing, I was in the audience.
Yes, actually, I had a great time, thanks for asking. I actually had a great time even though I was a little worried about not getting my blog post done.
Okay, no, I wasn’t worried. I thought I could still do it last night after the show. But when the show was over I was too tired.
I had actually had a busy day. No worries still, though. I thought I’d just get up at five fifteen and write this post.
That’s pretty early …
Yes, it is, isn’t it. And when it’s that early, I of course need coffee and breakfast. By the time I was ready to write I had just enough time to get it done for that deadline.
Perhaps I should have written it on Saturday, but the truth is that I was at a show on Saturday night also. And during the day on Saturday and Sunday, I was busy with weekend stuff, farmers’ market, cleaning house a little, wandering from this to that …
Okay, I was busy being distracted and procrastinating. That’s what I do on weekends. It’s how I rest. I stop fighting the ADHD all the time and let myself just bounce.
And yes, I try to come down to earth and get at my blog post for Monday morning, but sometimes things just get away from me.
Thank goodness for soft deadlines …
In truth, my deadline is self imposed. It’s kind of soft. My contract says an average of three posts a week, no specific times stated.
But the other truth is that if no one imposes a deadline on me then I’m not going to get things done. So I had to impose it on myself.
Well, that’s good, right?
Well … yes, and no. It’s good that I won’t get in trouble, but it’s bad if I let myself slide too often.
But I’m okay this time. Half written on my tablet, the other half finished on my computer when it checked back in, and only half an hour late.
Besides, I wasn’t half busy this weekend past. No, I was all the busy. My weekend was all busyness.