Friday, August 11, 2017

Today's funny :o)


Age-Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.
This is how it manifests: 

I decide to water my garden. I grab a can of Diet Coke and head outside. As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide it needs washing. As I start toward the garage, I notice 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 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, so I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only one check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Diet Coke I'd been drinking.
I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Diet Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over. But the Diet Coke is getting warm, so I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.
As I head toward the kitchen with the Diet Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need water. So, I put the Diet Coke on the counter and discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning.
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 spot the TV remote thatsomeone left on the kitchen table.
I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I'll be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide 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 spills 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: 1. The car isn't washed,
2. The bills aren't paid,
3. There is a warm can of Diet Coke sitting on the counter,
4.The flowers don't have enough water,
5. There is still only 1 check in my check book,
6. I can't find the remote,
7. I can't find my glasses,
8. 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 really baffled because I know I was busy all day, 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:
Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't remember who I've sent it to.
Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!
P.S. I don't remember who sent it to me, so if it was you, I'm sorry.....



  1. lol this sounds like me somedays

  2. Yep.....typical day at my house. :)

    1. LOlL That's why I need to take breaks from blogging! Can't find my glasses! (or my camera....) :o)

  3. I was going to post a comment earlier, but ..........

  4. I seem to be more easily distracted as I get older.
    It's getting downright spooky around here cause when I ask the dog what I'm doing he leads me straight to the dog biscuit jar...

    1. LOL! At least you have your trusty dog to show you the way! My chickens ain't too bright!!! :o)

  5. Distraction carried to the power of 12. I swear you have been following me around as I gyrate from one interruption to another.

    1. Remember?
      I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
      And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
      He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
      And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.

      The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow--
      Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
      For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball,
      And he sometimes goes so little that there's none of him at all.

      He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,
      And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
      He stays so close behind me, he's a coward you can see;
      I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!

      One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
      I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
      But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
      Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.