Honestly, I want to respond to today’s prompt. But then the laundry won’t get done and the pile of clothes for charity won’t get carted the 6 blocks,, and the closets that are filled with stuff I never look at or need won’t get gone through.
I have a tendency to accumulate. It’s not the same as hoarding; I can throw out with the best of them. It’s just I tend to believe my life will be significantly better if I order that thing in that catalog. Or I tend to forget what I’ve already got and so will buy three more tubes of toothpaste.
But most of all, it’s my G.D. A.D.D. It’s like glue, like a ton weight sitting on my head, like giant hands grabbing my ankles and saying: “This way to the computer for fun, not that way to the bed with the laundry piled on it.” I can’t resist.
With A.D.D., there’s a thing called “doubling.” If another person is present, I can do almost anything. Sometimes A.D.D. folks will call each other up and talk on the phone while they get thru a task they were resisting. Tomorrow, my housekeeper comes. When she’s here, I become a force of nature. I plough thru papers, do two rounds of laundry, change linens, call doctors to schedule app’t’s.
So I’m going to put off ’til tomorrow … and finish this blog. I will accomplish one thing. I will bag all the stuff for the local laundry/dry cleaning service and call them. They do my sheets and towels and also anything I want dry-cleaned. He’s very nice.
Which reminds me of my visit to my very nice coach at Jenny Craig this AM. You know, the weight loss program? I’ve invested almost a year and a half, and I’m down 31 lbs! Ten more to go to goal. I can’t quite believe what I see in the mirror — I’ve wanted so long for this … can it be real?
I tend to believe the bad and am hellishly dubious about the good.