Thoughts from the T-Shirt Lady

I have mentioned before, that often I will think of something I need to do in another room – get there, and can’t remember why.

Well a very dear friend sent me an email this morning with a joke along those same lines. Thought I’d share it with you, since I’m sure that many of you have been through it before!

It’s called A.A.A.D.D. – Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder

Omigosh! I have this!!!! I knew something was wrong!

This is how it manifests:

I decided to water my garden.

As I turned on the hose in the driveway, I looked over at my car and 

decided my car needs washing.  As I started toward the garage, 

I noticed that there is mail on the porch table that I brought up 

from the mail box earlier.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.

I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage 

can under the table, and notice that the can is full.

So I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out 

the garbage first.

But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take 

Out the garbage anyway. I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only 

1 check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, 

so I go inside the house to my desk where I find a can of coke 

that I had been drinking.

I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the 

coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over. 

I see that the coke is getting warm, and I decide I should put it in 

the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the coke, a vase of flowers 

on the counter catches my eye-- they need to be watered.

I set the coke down on the counter, and I discover my reading 

glasses that I've been searching for all morning. Then I decide 

I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water 

the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with 

water and suddenly I spot the TV remote. Someone left it on 

the kitchen table. I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, 

I will be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on 

the table, so I decided to put it back in the den where it belongs, 

but first I'll water the flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spilled on 

the floor. So, I set the remote back on the table, get some towels 

and wipe up the spill, then, I head down the hall trying to 

remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:

----the car isn't washed,

----the bills aren't paid,

----There is a warm can of coke sitting on the counter, 

----the flowers don't have enough water,

----there is still only 1 check in my checkbook,

----I can't find the remote, 

----I can't find my glasses,

---and I don't remember what in the world I did with the car keys!

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, 

I'm really baffled, because I  know I was busy all day long, 

and I'm really tired.

I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it,

but first I'll check my e-mail.

Do me a favor, will you? Forward this message to everyone you 

know, because I don't remember to whom it has been sent.

Don't laugh-- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!!!

P.S. I just walked outside and 

SOMEONE LEFT THE WATER RUNNING IN THE

 DRIVEWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Feel free to share this – as I’m sure you know someone who could use a laugh.

Sandi

Before I started my treatments for cancer, I was on a cholesterol medicine. I stopped taking it – because I didn’t want it to interfere with the treatments. Maybe I was hoping that I would never have to take it again – lol!

Now that I am done with my treatments – my doctor put me back on it! I am also on a cancer preventing medicine – Arimidex, as well as Detrol LA – for bladder problems that I developed while on chemo.

What does all this have to do with aging? Well I’ll tell you. You should see my home. There are yellow stickies all over the place to remind me to take my medicines – they are all taken at nite. I forgot a few times, and suddenly remembered on the way to bed! So now, where ever I look, I will be reminded to take them at 7pm. And if I don’t remember – my dh will remind me.

I have a yellow sticky on my bathroom mirror, on the frig, on a puzzle book that I keep by my recliner – I’m really into Sudoku, another one on my monitor, and one on the tv in the kitchen. Of course, after awhile, I might get used to their being there, and not even see them – grin.

Sandi

I turned 60 last year, and in this day and age, that’s not old. And I’ve heard that you are only as old as you feel. Of course, now that my cancer treatments are all done, I don’t feel as old as I did when I was going through it.

But if I’m not old – tell me why the following happens.

I’m in a room doing some task – whether it’s sewing, organizing, working on my website, or just doing chores. I think of something I need or something I have to do. I walk out of the room where I am and start going to where I need to be. When I get there – I can’t remember why!!

When ever I get out of the car, I always put my keys in my purse – so why do I stop with the door open, and search thru my purse to make sure the keys are there? Do I not trust my memory?? I know that as soon as I assume that the keys are in my purse, and close and lock the car door – I’ll have left them inside.

As I age – gracefully of course – my handwriting has gotten worse. Do you know why no one writes letters anymore? I don’t because I couldn’t even read my handwriting. I’m so grateful that I can type my posts – instead of having to hand write them. Isn’t technology great!

When I’m driving to a certain destination – sometimes I don’t even remember the trip! Is this a sign of old age – where is my mind and attention when I’m driving? Thinking of how long it’s going to take me to get where I’m going? Thinking about something I left at home unfinished? Or a conversation I had with a friend?

Or how about this as a sign of old age. I’m thinking about what I want to write on my blog, and when I finally get the chance to sit down at the computer – where are those thoughts and ideas? How about recording my thoughts? That sounds great, except when the ideas come to me in the middle of the night. My husband is going to think I’ve gone nuts – when I start talking outloud in the dark! Of course, trying to write them down in the dark doesn’t make much sense either, since I won’t be able to read my own handwriting – grin.

Sandi