I have diagnosed myself with ADHD: Attention Deficit Housecleaning Disorder. I have suffered from this affliction for years and it is beginning to take its toll.
Symptoms of this disease include but are not limited to cleaning the junk drawer when you have no clean underwear, organizing your jewelry when you should really be changing your sheets and leaving clothes wrinkling in the dryer while you organize your spices.
This disease is debilitating. It causes feelings of worthlessness and despair. You begin shunning your friends because you realize that the Christmas decorations are still piled on your dining room table but your magazines are alphabetized.
The ADHD episodes go something like this. You walk into your kitchen to a sink full of dirty dishes and cluttered counters. Before you can empty the sink you must unload the dishwasher. As you are unloading the dishwasher you notice that the big and the little spoons are mixed together. You can’t ignore that right? So you decide just to separate the spoons. As you are separating the spoons you notice that the bottom of the cutlery organizer is dirty. How this happens I don’t know since you only put clean cutlery in it but nonetheless you begin to take out all the silverware and wipe out the organizer.
I am ashamed to admit it but when I grocery shop now I make my selections based on their weight and bulkiness.
In the good ole days I could take a toddler, a large purse, a baby in a carrier and spend no less than 200.oo on groceries. With the strength of a young woman I would load it all in my van and unload and put it away when I returned home. Looking back I can’t believe I did all that and only drank wine on occasion in the evening. I should have been a day drinker!
These days I trudge down the aisles and seriously consider joining Meals-On-Wheels.
Everything that’s good for me requires cooking and everything that is heavy doesn’t seem worth the effort.
I’m so tired of grocery shopping. I have been grocery shopping for the past 30 years and the only feedback I have gotten is that we don’t have anything to eat in our house. (For the record grocery shopping is the only shopping that fatigues me. Somehow those Macy’s bags don’t seem so heavy.)
Gone are the days of buying beverages by the case to save money. I can only commit to a 12 pack of diet coke and that is if I am having a really good day and I am not having a hot flash. If I’m having a hot flash I am pulling through the drive thru for my diet coke and everyone is on their own for dinner.