I am a task starter...I am an excellent tidier....I am just a HORRIBLE start to finisher. We all do that to some extent but I have reached a point of intervention. I have Domestic ADD...yes, it's new, I just coined the term., DADD
My husband will come home on any given day (it's our joke now) and the dishwasher is almost ALWAYS half filled or emptied, cabinets open, and three random projects (one usually involving food), going on the counter.
Come over...you'll witness half painted walls, half organized bedrooms, half cleaned closets, half started garden projects, half written books, half-assed art, craft & paint projects, half started scrapbook ideas, half finished photo books, (almost) half-put-away laundry (well, it made it to the bed, didn't it?), fifty "just started" books, a collection of "maybe I'll need this later "crap and a gazillion other highly serious symptoms of Domestic ADD (or DADD).
Symptoms are often caused by these triggers:
- phone ringing
- daydreaming
- emailing
- running to assist children
- panic and anxiety following child fearlessness
- yelling at the kiddos
- helping pour juice
- strategically forgetting domestic responsibilities
- writing word docs of random assortments
- calling hubby
- reading gossip mags
- wiping butts of babies
- crying (over spilled milk, I'll admit it)
- mopping up juice tidal waves
- cooking last minute meals
- cleaning immediate messes
- damage controlling just about anything that can go wrong
- band-aiding
- chatting with neighbors
- running errands
- picking up
- dropping off
- finding the dog
- breaking up fights on the couch
- stopping paint and marker disasters
- doing a puzzle or something random
- escaping for excercise
- searching for underwear, socks and bathing suits
- stressing about time management
- overestimating bank account amounts
- pretending to care about stuff
- overcommitting
- underacheiving
- being sarcastic and then remorseful
- remembering to make that spritzer you needed all afternoon
oh, and there is no cure, unless maybe it's the spritzer...