Distractions

I apologize for the delay in blogs, but I've been busy studying. Yeah right, actually, I've been doing everything BUT studying. Even blogging this blog is taking the place of studying right now. I've noticed that I have succum to distractions quite frequently in the last few weeks. I don't know why, but I have.

Two weeks ago I was cleaning teh house and, after vaccuming all rooms, all I had left were the stairs. You need to understand, dear readers, that I HATE doing the stairs. It's cumbersome what with lugging the vaccum up and down all the while making sure the thing doesn't fall on you at the same time, I hate it. But I had cleaned EVERY room and I don't like to leave things half done (at least when it comes to cleaning), so the stairs just had to be done. But wait! The TV looked dusty on top and so surely if the TV's dusty, then so are other things in the house. So then I started dusting and about 45 minutes later I was right back at the bottom of the stairs looking at the vaccum.

That's just one example. It's happened plenty of other times where I would start doing the dishes, walk into another room to look for other dirty dishes and then notice, say, a pile of laundry that needed to be folded. Then I would realize that I had left the laundry for some reason, got distracted, started washing the dishes, then distracted again by the laundry that I had left to begin with! Oh, it's a vicious, cruel cycle!

Do I have adult ADD? Maybe. Is the fact that I realize what's going on make me not have ADD? Possibly, but I am no doctor. Am I just trying to get out of some homework right now? Definately.