I’ve never been diagnosed, but I promise you I am riddled with ADD. Here’s my evidence.
My focus is broad. My creative mind flits here and there and back again. I start one thing and then start another before the other is finished. In between writing, working a job and mowing my yard (pleeeeze don’t forget I mow and trim ¾ of an acre each week, please don’t forget that) I did the following around the house:
Sewed a cushion for the bench from another clearance tablecloth. It will look better when I get the back cushion done. It was an outdoor tablecloth. I’ve forgotten what that means, but I think it means it’s good to use outside.
Being cheap (my daughter called it frugal when she wrote for her blog) and poor has
I AM WOMAN HEAR ME ROAR, IN NUMBERS TOO BIG TO IGNORE. I’m just it saying it out loud. (Thanks, Helen Reddy.)
I am just a woman who uses tools (some tools) and I let THEM roar.
Really I am woman tired and in need of a vacation from my mind.
Source: YouTube-Helen Reddy