Ewwwwwww

As long as we have had the cat, he insists on jumping up on the computer desk. It has annoyed both of us, but Merton doesnt seem to receive discipline well. Tonight I think Scott somehow inadvertantly cured him of this nasty habit.

Have I ever mentioned how we like to burn candles all over the house while we are at home? Sometimes its several candles in the bathroom while Im taking a long "soaky bath". Other times its just a single flame lit on the bar in the kitchen. Scott likes to burn a little tealight on the desk while he is writing a paper. He seems to think it centers him to focus on his scholastics.

Ok. . . .so the story is that Merton jumped up on the keyboard and started prancing around while I was doing some websurfing. Scott was taking a break with Reagan, and I was trying to avoid the cat and read my story. Out of nowhere, comes this horrible smell. . and I notice the cat is on fire in front of me. I had to smack out the flame with my hand. Other than some singed fur, Merton is ok. But I think he will think twice before jumping up here again.

Pharmacology is a Beautiful Thing

As I sit here enjoying my M&Ms, Scott has walked by and commented how my ADD medicine is working brillantly.

I have actually lined up all 15 of them in rows according to color and their position in the rainbow. Brown always gets eaten first because they arent very pretty to look at. But other than that my method of eating them is arbitrary. I am down to one orange and one blue.

I have to say, since I started taking something for my Adult Attention Defecit Disorder, my life has become less complicated, at least from an organizational standpoint. I can maintain long conversations without losing my train of concentration. I can sit for long periods of time and not flake out or start daydreaming. Unless of course, that was my plan. As I do LOVE to daydream. Unfortunately, that doesnt pay the bills. But aside from that. . . . You should see my desk at work!!!!! All the paperclips are in one spot. The push pins. Pens and the letter opener. All neat and orderly. I know where everything is. File folders have stuff in them. And its the stuff that belongs there.

The good news is that I feel empowered. I was starting to worry that I had a major personality defect. . that I was lazy, crazy or stupid. After consulting a psychiatrist, the crazy was confirmed. But then I got a real diagnosis. Now I get things accomplished. Six or eight months ago, I might have made a "to do" list, but never understood how other people were actually able to mark things off the list as accomplished. I was the queen of post it notes. If you cant find me, look under the pile of post its, and bring oxygen. I might spend an hour grocery shopping and only leave with a few items because I couldnt focus on what I needed or where I could find it in the store. Another cool thing is that in a chat with friends I could get off track and never get around to making my point. Now that my focus is better, I can keep my thoughts in order and not forget what I was talking about. I know it sounds silly, but its absolutely true.

Another great side effect is that my Doctor and I decided to pull back on the anti-depressant medication. He felt that once we took care of the ADD, the depression would dissipate. And it has.

As usual, I have overshared. I would like to encourage anyone with serious issues focusing. . . to be checked for ADD. I mistakenly thought that ADHD and ADD was just for 7 year old boys who had impulse control issues. Who knew it could be a 30 year old woman?

Projectile Vomiting

Im sure I could come up with a nice, cerebral post on the following subject. But I need to get this out of my system.

I dont give a damn about Cameron and Justin or their potential wedding date.

I dont give a flying phuck about Paris Hilton, the freeloader she is dating or how "HOT" he is.

I dont need to hear how much money some famous skinny bitch spends on pet luggage.

It doesnt interest me if Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie are having an affair.

My eyebrow is not raised if Demi and Ashton are the "it" couple these days.

Britney Spears' ovulation schedule does not concern me.

Madonna's newest religious convert doesnt impress me.

Im sure the new chick in Tom Cruise's bed is a nice girl, but dont give me the details.

Is Paula on pills?? The bottle??? BOTH????

Offer me all the money in the world and I will never allow my children to hang out with Michael Jackson.

Our culture of celebrity is disgusting. I dont consciously pay attention to this stuff, and this is how much I know. Heaven knows how much drivel I would have accumulated had I been looking for it.

Blech. I need to wash out my mouth.