To the casual observer, there would seem to be nothing orderly about a life with ADHD.
Things get done, or don’t get done, in their own time.
Often things appear to be so out of order that the outside observer would hard pressed to explain the logic of the ADHD life, likely resorting to the suggestion that there was none.
But that would be a mistake on their part.
I’m out of order?
I freely admit that if I could, I would order the happenings of my life differently.
But if asked what order I’d place them in I’m not sure I could edit that list easily.
There are many things I wish I’d done when I was younger, but in all honesty, some of them were adventures and some of them were sensible achievements that would have been nice to have accomplished before it was too late. And how does one decide between the adventures and the sensible things?
You’re out of order!
Still, these decisions were mine to make and make them I did.
And you cannot judge me now for the way I’ve lived my life, because a) you won’t be able to change it, and b) you won’t look as smart as you think judging me will make you look.
Okay, you can judge me if you like, but I’m only going to tell you off and you do not want to get into an argument with me … trust me.
Details of order …
So what specifically am I talking about here? What have I done out of order?
Well, I quit school before I finished high school, thinking I was just going to go ahead and make my first million with my brilliance and ingenuity, and I certainly didn’t need an education for that, right?
What did that get me?
My brilliance and ingenuity got me to realize I needed an education and a job so that I could feed myself while I worked on that first million.
I returned to high school and graduated at the decidedly mature age of twenty.
Then I went to work in the technically challenging high speed printing industry.
The million was slow in coming …
After several years of that I realized I needed to be on a more cutting edge and returned to school for a college diploma.
At the ripe old age of thirty I graduated with a certificate in computer programming.
I was set to succeed!
Then along came windows, and object oriented programming, two areas I knew nothing about.
But it didn’t matter because no one needed a computer programmer where I was living anyway.
I ended up spending twenty years as a computer technician.
That first million is still eluding me.
And now I’m thinking I should have done some things earlier than I did.
Oh well …