Giving my ADHD Free Rein

 I just read Julie's 'Lazy-Ass Blog Post' and was going to call mine the same, but I have been letting ADHD guide me this week (in the spirit of full disclosure, I googled 'free rein' to make sure it wasn't 'free reign', which I KNEW it wasn't, but MY GOD the perimenopausal brain fog has settled hard around the language center in my brain. Eve Facetimed me this week and was complaining about how hot it is in Hamilton and said "I think I'm just going to have to....I'm pulling up the Costco app..." and I yelled while unloading the dishwasher "yes! Order the damn fan and I'll pay for it." Except then she said "what?" because I HAD NOT said "order the damned fan" I had said "order the damned LAMP". Why? WHO FREAKING KNOWS? She said "I thought you thought I needed a sad lamp or something." No, I NEED A DUMB LAMP. We got the order put through, and every time I tried to say 'fan' I said 'lamp'. Cool, cool, a little aphasia on a Wednesday night, no big deal.

I went to the One World Bazaar on my yearly One World Bazaar Date with my friend Jody (HI JODY) and she was also having trouble wording, which made me feel a bit better, which then made me feel worse because what kind of monster feels better when her friend is also struggling. I will do a longer post about the bizarre bazaar date but I let my ADHD guide my cleaning efforts today and wandered around the house pulling out drawers and laying out crap and making a giant mess everywhere and now it's almost eight and I haven't eaten and it's dark because of the stupid time change and if I try to wrestle with the Blog Touch app right now I will probably end up crying (fire up the Sad Fan, I mean Lamp). 

Also Lucy wants to go out but Riley (her sister next door) got sprayed by a skunk about a week ago so now I'm scared to let her out after dark and I have to open the sliding door but not the screen door and clap and yell and then shine a flashlight in hopes that this will scare off any theoretical skunks because my husband is away for the whole damn month and it was hard enough dealing with the skunk thing when everyone was home, if it happened and I was alone I would probably just take Lucy and we would go out and follow the skunk to its den? Burrow? Hole? and become one with the skunk family. 

This is me last night going out to my friend Janet's (HI JANET HAPPY BIRTHDAY) birthday dinner rocking two of the three primary colours. Look at my shirt, it's as bright as a fan, I mean lamp. 

Send help!