catheroominations

Seriously y’all. I have attention deficit disorder. Ask Matte, who’s sitting next to me on the couch. We’re catching up on week-old shows we recorded on our Comcast DVR. As we watch this show, I am blogging. Because I can’t do just one thing. Even if that one thing requires me to merely lounge on the furniture and vege out. Honestly, I can’t remember the last time I sat and watched a DVD in its entirety, directing my full attention to the screen. Even the surround sound engulfing my entire head isn’t enough to make me put down the laptop. Or magazine. Or Bargain Weddings book.

I can’t do just one thing for any length of time. Well, except sleep. And even that I can do while watching TV.

I also don’t usually finish things I start. Like hobbies. I have a box full of stationery making tools and papers. I have an embossing gun and stamps. Punches and brads and inks. They haven’t moved from that box in years.

I have beads. Hundreds of thousands of beads. When I purchased them, oh, nine years ago, I had designs on making bracelets. And I did. I made seven or maybe eight. Then I got bored.

Did I mention the skeins of yarn I have in the closet? For every three skeins, I probably have a different sized set of knitting needles. Some of those needles are attached to tiny 3- or 4-inch-long scarves I never finished. Oh, I started a blanket once.

So you see, the ADD is real. Not officially determined by a doctor or anything, but once, when I was on a kick to learn physiology and medical terminology, I studied my symptoms and formed a self diagnosis.

In high school I took French. Then I took Spanish. And then Italian. I took French in college too. After college I took Japanese for a while. I’m even fluent in a language. That language is English.

So you see, making it this far in NaBloPoMo is kind of a big deal for me. Unlike my other hobbies and projects, this time, I will follow through. I’ve come this far. And it’s just a few* more days.

My stick-to-itiveness is partly due to my perfectionism. I canNOT fail. A few weeks ago I told y’all I was doing this NaBloPoMo. People are watching and I must live up to the expectations of the Internets. Fussy has posted a list of NaBloPoMo participants and what if someone randomly clicks catheroominations from her list, and there’s no daily post to greet them here? I am a people pleaser, so for that reason, I will push through the pain and continue.

But come December 1, it’s back to my slacker blogging ways. Ya dig?

*For extremely large values of “a few.” Paraphrased from a geeky math t-shirt.