Those of us with ADHD know much of what we all have in common.
Attention control, not so good. Distraction levels, off the chart. Poor working memory, or something like that if I recall correctly. Time management, not really. Executive function, doesn’t.
And what’s that other thing? The one that fits in with all of this, or maybe is a combination of these things or the result of some of them?
Oh yeah, it’s called …
When I make decisions, important or otherwise, I can often count on myself to have this particular inner dialogue, “Remember, you have ADHD. Don’t make this decision impulsively. Take your time and weight the options and …” with one part of my brain, while the other part is saying, “Yes! I’ll take the pretty red one!”
Okay, not quite that bad, but this is what it feels like to me.
Once made …
I often revisit my decisions. Well, actually, once a decision is made I will not think about it at all until I’ve acted on that decision and cannot take it back.
Once past the point of no return (the point of no returns, when it’s a shopping related decision), I will then start thinking of all the things I should have thought about when I was making the decision.
The things that support the decision I’ve made are always welcome, but are also always dismissed as insufficiently worthy of dwelling on by virtue of them being in agreement with my actions and therefore totally and completely without stress.
I have learned
I know enough to keep my eyes forward when going through checkouts. What I don’t see cannot attract me. And quite frankly, I stay out of retail premises as much as possible.
But it hardly matters any more.
Facebook and other social media platforms are tracking what I’m looking at. If you look at the ads on the side of this post I’ll bet at least one of them is for something you accidentally clicked on someplace else.
But the other day
My partner and I were watching some architectural show or other, hoping to spot the illusive thing that will make our kitchen renovation stand out as being truly ours, when one of the presenters entered a scene with someone else and they were carrying a paella pan.
I swear that without knowing how it happened I was on some shopping site on my phone and had clicked checkout with an 18″ paella pan in my cart in less than ten minutes.
It won’t fit in my oven, it needs a full size cook top to sit on, and I have no idea where I’m going to store it.
As good as I felt when I bought it, I’ve been feeling bad about it since.
How am I so easily convinced to do such impulsive things? And how can we as a people figure out how not to be so easily marketed to?
I mean, dear gawd, no one was even advertising this to me, I just all of a sudden had the damn thing ordered and on its way!
On the other hand …
My partner is now talking about making a paella this weekend and I’m okay with that. Also, maybe I could hang it on the wall and it could double as a dinner gong.
And why shouldn’t a new kitchen like the one we’re wanting have its own paella pan? Maybe that’s the thing that will stand out and make our new kitchen truly ours?
All I know is, I didn’t pay too much for it, and it has made me think twice about a couple of other impulsive decisions I’ve almost made since then.
Maybe I got off cheap?