> Deficit Disorder.
>
> This is how it manifests:
>
> I decide to water my garden.
>
> As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look
> over at my car and decide my car needs washing.
>
> As I start toward the garage, I notice that there
> is 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 down 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.
>
> 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 Coke that I had
> been drinking.
>
> I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need
> to push the Coke aside
> so that I don't accidentally knock it over. I see
> that the Coke is getting
> warm, and I decide I should put it in the
> refrigerator to keep it cold.
>
> As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke a vase
> of flowers on the
> counter catches my eye--they need to be watered.
>
> I set the Coke down on the counter, and I
> 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 I spot the TV remote. Someone left
> it on the kitchen table.
>
> I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I
> will 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 down 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: the car isn't washed, the
> bills aren't paid, there
> is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter, the
> flowers don't have
> enough water, there is still only one check in my
> check book, I can't find the
> remote, I can't find my glasses, 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 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 to
> everyone you know because
> I don't remember to whom it has been sent.
>
> Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is
> coming!
>
>
> GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY, GROWING UP IS
> OPTIONAL, LAUGHING AT YOURSELF
> IS THERAPEUTIC
