So, I’m leaving on a 7am bus to spend a few days in New Hampshire with my sister and her family. Â I’m excited because as a Jew, I don’t usually get to spend Christmastime in a house that celebrates Christmas (my brother-in-law is Christian). Â So, I can’t wait to be in a house with a tree and lights and all the fun Christmasy stuff that comes with it.
Did I mention I’m leaving at 7am? Â It’s 11:51pm and I’m waiting for my second load of laundry to finish drying, so I can finish packing. Â I still have to straighten up the apartment and make sure I have everything in order before I go. Â Yes, I’ve been doing stuff all day today, (like make sure that gifts were finished being made, etc.) but at a rather leisurely pace and between naps. Â And have I mentioned lately that I’m unemployed and have an overabundance of free time on my hands? Â So, yep, right down to the wire.
I know logically that this is a side effect of ADD, that it is a form of self-medication, that waiting until the last minute is a way to increase the stimulation in my brain so that I can get organized enough to do everything, but it’s still annoying that this knowledge isn’t usually enough to change the cycle.
As these things go, though, I’m doing okay timing-wise. Â I’ll probably be in bed by 1am, rather than 4am. Â So, there’s that. Â And I guess I should get back to it now, before I get distracted by something shiny…