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Plans Go Wrong

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Pressing on through life …

Last week I wrote these words in Friday’s blog: “I was encouraged to finish high school and get a job in some factory or other where I could live out my life in comfort and security without the need of educational debt. And I did that …”

The fact that education and I did not get along was obvious back then, though unexplained.

My grandmother, a veteran teacher, seemed to understand, and though she was too old to help me much beyond teaching me to read and write fluently by the time I was four, I can’t help but feel like she knew a lot about ADHD, maybe even everything there was to know about it other than the name.

Way back then

When I was in school, it seemed obvious that the best we could do was get me to the point of graduation, and then get me a job.

It was a good plan.

But as I stated in the title, plans go wrong.

There are many reasons

Plans go wrong for lots of reasons. The most likely one is that not all the details were known before the plan was executed.

In my case, the thing that held up my education to the point where I didn’t graduate high school until I was 20 was the thing that fouled up the rest of my life.

Not quite true

The factory job was going great. I wouldn’t say that I fit in well with all the other people there, but I knew my job and there was lots to learn.

It was technically demanding and physically demanding as well.

It was perfect. Or almost perfect.

And then?

The other thing I have that took some time to diagnose is Fibromyalgia. And when the symptoms began to manifest themselves I feared that work was making it worse. I didn’t know that, work or not, there would be pain.

So I left that job and went back to school to study something that had less physical demands on my body.

I chose computer programming.

That was fun

It seemed like a good idea, there would always be new things to learn, it was technically challenging, and there weren’t any barrels of ink or chemicals to slog around, no one ton rolls of paper to shift, no books to pile. (I had been in a printing plant.)

But even though there was always something new coming along, it got boring. I shifted laterally to being a computer technician.

Then I started selling things online, starting with dated computer parts and moving into antiques and collectibles (I know, an odd progression).

See a pattern?

I don’t want to mislead anyone. And I have nothing but my own life experiences to base this on.

But I have found my life’s passion to be … changing passions.

If I could have mapped out my life back in school, I would have chosen to be everything I could possibly be, as many jobs as I had time to learn.

Seems counter productive?

Yes, but in the big picture sort of view it does not seem counter intuitive at all.

Today I am a writer, a musician, a radio and TV host, a song writer, a handy man, and a house spouse.

But most importantly, today, I am happy.

Plans Go Wrong

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. (2019). Plans Go Wrong. Psych Central. Retrieved on August 13, 2020, from


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