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Wednesday, May 2, 2007

All Mom's will understand....

I belong to a wonderful group on ebay named A Primitive Country Gathering (APCG). We are over 300 members strong and are primarily work at home moms who craft and are fantastic artisans!

On one of our discussions, my dear friend and fellow co-leader, Cathi Hall, wrote this funny little tidbit and I thought you'd enjoy it. She has a great website too! Be sure to check it out!
http://www.springthymeprimitives.com

To all the Moms who will understand, Moms-to-Be who will soonunderstand,and to the Dads who wonder what the hell we do all day long,CHILD ACTIVATED ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDER - you can have it!

Recently, I was diagnosed with C. A. A. D. D.? Child Activated AttentionDeficit Disorder. This is how it manifests:I decide to do the laundry. As I start toward the basement, I noticethat there are cheerios all over the floor and my car keys are in thecereal bowl.I decide to pick up the cheerios before I do the laundry. I lay my carkeys down on the counter, put the cheerios in the trash can under thecounter, and notice that the trash can is full. So, I decide to take out the trash.But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take outthe trash I may as well pay the bills first. I take my checkbook off thetable, and see that there is only one check left, my extra checks are inmy desk in the office/playroom, so I go to my desk where I find a sippycup full of juice. I'm going to look for my checks, but first I decide Ishould put the sippy cup in the refrigerator to keep it cold.As I head toward the kitchen with the sippy cup a vase of flowers on thecounter catches my eye -- they need to be watered. I set the sippy cupon the counter, and I discover baby wipes that I've been searching forall morning. I decide I better put them back in the bathroom, but firstI'm going to water the flowers.I set the wipes back down, fill a container with water and suddenly Ispot the TV remote, one of the kids left it on the kitchen table.I realize that after school when they go to watch TV, I will be lookingfor the remote as they fight over who lost it, but I won't remember thatit's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den whereit belongs, but first I'll water the flowers.I splash some water on the flowers, but most of it spills on the floor.So, I set the remote back down, get some paper towels and wipe up thespill. Then I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planningto do.At the end of the day: the laundry isn't washed, the bills aren't paid,there is a warm cup of juice sitting on the counter, the flowers aren'twatered, there is still only one check in my checkbook, I can't find the remote, I can't find the wipes, and I don't remember what I did with the car keys.Then when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm reallybaffled 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, because I don't remember to whom it has been sent.Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming.

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