Some day I’m going to do an episode of my radio show on word association.
The problem is that my radio show is about music, not writing or ADHD or any of the other things I do.
In fairness, I do music too. I’ve written a few songs, gigged a bit in my home town, had one of my songs recorded by a local professional band, being a host on a radio show about local and folk music is not really a big stretch for me.
And yet, it is …
I’ve always wanted to “do radio” as they say, but I have no formal education in that capacity. I am self taught in so many of the things that I do and this is another one.
I volunteered to do the show and was accepted, then I was told the few minimum things I needed to pay attention to and left to find my own way of turning my music studio ( a truly low budget setup in my office) into a radio studio.
I’m always all in
I set aside my really cheap music studio, a small digital recorder and a small black box with a mic and a guitar in jack. I got my hands on some recording software and disconnected the digital recorder from the black box and plugged my computer into it instead.
The first show I produced sounded fine to me. I listen to it now and it sounds more like I didn’t know what I was doing, but it also tells me I was once again lucky.
Now my shows sound … well, still unprofessional to me, but they aren’t as cheesy as they were at first.
So all these things I do?
Yes, the title of this post relates to the fact that, due to my ADHD, I have many things on the go. All the time. I do not stop. Ever.
And I end up with things getting mixed together.
When I went to share the last blog post I wrote here to Facebook, I accidentally shared it to the page for the news site I work for in the IT department.
Add in my hobbies
I kayak, steer a dragon boat, am an amateur photographer, and love to cook and read and take long walks. (Sounding a bit like a dating site here, sorry about that.)
And I love curling. No, that’s not a reference to irons, my hair gets very little attention from me. I curl on ice with rocks.
The point is that, as someone with ADHD, I suffer a lack of executive function control. That means that, unfortunately, my hobbies are perceived to be as important as my work is to me.
There’s a disconnect between my welfare and the validity of the things I do, to the extent that making a living is no more important in my mind than being excited about what I’m doing is.
I know, but I don’t know, you know?
I know that I need to make a living, and I do work at it, but I suspect I might do better if I received my pay as I earned it.
Write a post, $1 into the old bank account. (Or whatever I get paid per post) Fix a broken link on the site, a hundred bucks drops into a tray on my desk. Change an ad for the latest version, another $75 for me. (I really need to figure out how much I get paid for things, eh?)
Then when I throw a curling stone or take a photo and check my wallet only to find that I got nothing for that, maybe I’d be able to figure these things out?
Ha. Maybe. But I think I would still have too many irons in the fire. It’s the only way I can live. I need them all.