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One Of Those Days

coffee in the laundry room
Well, there’s my coffee ….

Where’s my wallet?

I never go anywhere without it. It never leaves my pants pocket except when I have to pay for something or show my ID.

So why can’t I find it?

Right, I was wearing shorts yesterday because of the heat. Riddle solved.

What’s next?

It’s turning out to be one of those days. I feel like I’m getting things done, or rather I feel like I could get things done, but stuff keeps holding me back.

I have some writing to do and I’m going to sit on the verandah and write there. It’s a great place for me to write, it feels natural, good, but not distracting for some reason.

But now I can’t find my coffee. Go ahead, ask me where I left it. All I can tell you is, it’s in a cup … somewhere.

I hate to have to …

I’m not getting out a clean mug and making another cup. I know I could, but I also know that if I do that, I’ll stop looking for my coffee and I’ll find it in three or more weeks with a layer of blue fur growing on top.

I also know that if I give in to that, I’ll do it more often, and soon the house will be filled from one end to the other with abandoned cups of varying amounts of old cold coffee.

And that would be wrong because it would both make a mess and be a waste of coffee.

As luck would have it

I found it. It wasn’t in the office, and it wasn’t in the bedroom. It wasn’t still in the living room and it wasn’t in the music room, and wasn’t even still in the kitchen, though that happens all the time. Nope, it was on the water heater in the laundry room.

And yes, now that I think of it, while on my way from the kitchen to the comfy wicker chair out front, I did wander to the other end of the house to grab some laundry and run it up to the upstairs bathroom to hang it on the rack, as one does … I guess.

Is this going to be one of those days?

I’m a lucky guy. I’ve figured out a lot of things about my mind and ADHD since my diagnosis. It’s amazing what can be accomplished when you are suddenly made aware of the parameters with in which you are required to work for the rest of your life.

I even have had the good fortune to be able to look back and recognize situations and what could have been done to make them better. That is good fortune because I’ve actually been able to learn from my past retroactively, so to speak.


Is this going to be one of those days?

Not if I can help it.

Now … where did I leave my phone?

One Of Those Days

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 in an area where my family history stretches back 6 or more 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 write two blogs here at Psych Central, one about having 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.

email me at ADHD Man

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APA Reference
Babcock, K. (2018). One Of Those Days. Psych Central. Retrieved on March 24, 2019, from


Last updated: 6 Jul 2018
Last reviewed: By John M. Grohol, Psy.D. on 6 Jul 2018
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