They have finally found a diagnosis for my condition.
Hooray!!
I have recently been diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D.! -
Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder...
This is how it goes: I decide to wash the car; I start
toward the garage
and
notice the mail on the table. Ok, I'm going to wash
the car. But first I'm
going to go through the mail. I lay the car keys down
on the desk, discard
the junk mail and I notice the trashcan is full. Ok,
I'll just put the
bills
on my desk and take the trashcan out, but since I'm
going to be near the
mailbox anyway, I'll pay these few bills first.
Now, where is my checkbook? , there's only one
check left. My extra
checks are in my desk.
Oh, there's the CokeĻ I was drinking. I'm going to look
for those checks.
But first I need to put my CokeĻ further away from the
computer, oh maybe
I'll pop it into the fridge to keep it cold for a
while.
I head towards the kitchen and my flowers catch my
eye, they need some
water. I set the CokeĻ on the counter and uh oh! There
are my glasses. I
was
looking for them all morning! I'd better put them away
first.
I fill a container with water and head for the flower
pots - - Aaaaaagh!
Someone left the TV remote in the kitchen. I'll never
think to look in
the
kitchen tonight when I want to watch television so I'd
better put it
backin
the family room where it belongs.
I splash some water into the pots and onto the floor,
I throw the remote
onto a soft cushion on the sofa and I head back down
the hall trying to
figure out what it was I was going to do?
End of Day: The car isn't washed, the bills are
unpaid, the CokeĻ is
sitting
on the kitchen counter, the flowers are half watered,
the checkbook still
only has one check in it and I can't seem to find my
car keys! When I try
to
figure out how come nothing got done today, I'm
baffled because I KNOW I
WAS
BUSY ALL DAY LONG!!! I realize this is a serious
condition and I'll get
help, BUT FIRST I think I'll check my e-mail...
Please send this to everyone you know because I DON'T
REMEMBER TO WHOM
I'VE
SENT THIS !!!
--Author unknown.
--Found circulating the Net via e-mail.
The 92 year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, who is fully dressed
each morning by eight o'clock, with her hair fashionably, coifed and makeup
perfectly applied, even thought she is legally blind, moved to a nursing
home
today. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making the move
necessary.
After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, she
smiled sweetly when told her room was ready. As she maneuvered her walker
to
the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including
the
eyelet sheets that had been hung on her window. "I love it," she stated
with
the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new
puppy.
"Mrs. Jones, you haven't seen the room... just wait."
"That doesn't have anything to do with it," she replied. "Happiness is
something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not
doesn't
depend on how the furniture is arranged... it's how I arrange my mind. I
already decided to love it... "It's a decision I make every morning when I
wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the
difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out
of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.
Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I'll focus on the new day
and
all the happy memories I've stored away... just for this time in my life.
Old age is like a bank account...you withdraw from what you've put in....So,
my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account
of memories.
Thank you for your part in filling my Memory Bank. I am still depositing.
Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
No one can go back and make a brand new start. Anyone can start from now
and
make a brand new ending.
--Author unknown. Found circulating the Net via email.
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