Watching the grass grow

I’ve been feeling incredibly unfocused over the past months. I’m almost at the point where I’m self-diagnosing with late onset ADHD. My doctor mentioned this about 3 years ago and I just laughed it off. Now, well, I am not too sure. I get distracted by the slightest thing – and my mind is buzzing constantly. Maybe I should just focus on watching the grass seed I just planted grow as an exercise in mindfulness?
 
I determined today that I would change my approach to the day and just give myself a task, rather than trying to schedule things in the day. I’ve been putting off providing feedback on a Business Excellence submission to a competition for more than a month now. I have so little interest in it – it is a mundane and dull way to spend several hours. But I promised myself I would knuckle down and do it – so I did.
 
Maybe it is not ADHD; all things considered, it might just be boredom. I spent close to 7 hours on the document, pulling it to pieces and making suggestions as to how to improve the submission – small tweaks, like ANSWERING THE QUESTION, you know, stuff that might help. And I finished it; there were still moments of chasing butterflies through bullrings, but on the whole, I felt once again like a human.
 
I went proudly downstairs and cooked chicken in the tajine and paired it with pasta. I’m currently a tajinaholic, a tajine fiend; I draw the line, however, at being the tajine queen. But, of course, my tajinobsession will only last until the Ottawackers stop liking it: then, I’ll be a tajine has been.
 
Anyway, the question is, if I am not ADHD – what the hell is wrong? Answers on a postcard please to Ottawacker Towers.