Pinging With ADD

I’m having an ADD day today….let’s be honest, it’s an ADD life…but the last two days have been a fog of zippy brain and few coherent thoughts.  This is beyond frustrating when I’m trying to homeschool my children, write a book about homeschooling my children, clean the house, plan a baby shower, make packing lists for our upcoming trip to Oklahoma, and oversee the sale/renting of our OKC house.  A little clarity of thought would be beyond useful at this moment. Add in a case of jittery nervousness and I’m thinking that I need to go sit in my closet for the calm and lack of stimulation.  Why am I nervous?  I was asked to write an article for a Catholic newspaper.  It was the first time anyone has every asked me to write something professionally. (I’ve written stuff before, but I wrote it and then had to go in search of an audience.  He asked me…that’s huge!) I wrote and rewrote it.  Double checked the parameters he gave me.  Edited and then re-edited before I finally sent it off yesterday morning.  First thing. So I know he has it, the editor of the paper. It’s sitting in his inbox waiting for him to decided yay or nay.  I’m terrified he won’t like it.  If he doesn’t…will he ask me to write for him again?  My stomach is in a knot and up in my nose.  Which is mighty uncomfortable in case you were wondering.  Then I think about the book…..if an article which took a couple days of thought, prayer, and planning can make me want to puke…..what is going to happen with the manuscript which I have poured myself into for months?  I’ve neglected everything but the homeschooling for the past 8 days as I work as a professional writer.  This leads me to rethink my goal for all of this.  My new goal is to make enough money writing to be able to hire a maid so that the house is clean enough that I don’t feel guilty about the writing.  All of which would be made easier by a clear thinking brain.  Where are my meds when I could use them? They’re in the cupboard awaiting the day when the baby is weaned and I can start taking them again.

Until then….self medication as needed….lots of caffeine….I just drank a Monster and I can feel the brain speed slowing down already.  There’s my brain……back to working speed……Hello, old friend.  How ’bout we write a little something?