A.A.A.D.D.

Thank goodness there's a name for this disorder...  
Somehow I feel better, even though I have it!! 
Recently, I was diagnosed [by my wife, children, co-workers…] with A.A.A.D.D.  Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.

This is how it manifests:

I decide to water my garden. 
As I turned on the hose in the driveway, I looked over at my car and decided it needs washing.

As I started toward the garage, I noticed mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mail box earlier.

I decided to go through the mail before I wash the car. 

I lay my car keys on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and noticed that the can is full.

So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first.

But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only one check left.

My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where
I find the can of Pepsi I'd been drinking.

I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Pepsi aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over.

The Pepsi is getting warm, and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the Pepsi, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need water.

I put the Pepsi on the counter and discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning...

I decide I better put them back on my desk, 
but first I'm going to water the flowers.

 I set the glasses back down on the counter, 
fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table.

I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I'll be looking for the remote,
but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table,
so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on to the floor.

So, I set the remote back on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill.

Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day: 
the car isn't washed 
the bills aren't paid 
there is a warm can of Pepsi sitting on the counter 
the flowers don't have enough water, 
there is still only 1 check in my check book, 
I can't find the remote, 
I can't find my glasses, 
and I don't remember what I did with the car keys. 
Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day, and I'm really tired.