When you’re getting ready to move to a new home, things sometimes get weirder and weirder.
And with moving day tomorrow, Noah and I are experiencing some strange dynamics already.
Like the fact that I always come across so many unfinished projects.
Like this fancy schmancy thermostat. Digital. Expensive. I opened the package about five years ago, looked at the instructions, didn’t have time to do it that day, and never got around to it. Twice a year I think about it, every time I waste so much money switching from heat to cold and cold to heat late in the game. And every time I don’t have a specific schedule that will optimize it all. And every time I get frustrated that it’s not installed yet.
Or the cable feed thingies I bought to use after I drilled a hole from my bedroom to my bathroom so that cables could aesthetically be passed through. I got them last November.
Or the sewing kit and buttons I bought more than two years ago so that I could fix one of my favorite pairs of pants.
Or the super hooks I bought to screw into the garage ceiling when I moved into this place so that I could store more stuff above.
Or the swinging chair I bought for Noah two years ago so that he could have something fun to sit in while we watch movies.
Or the furniture patch/repair kit I bought a year ago so that I could touch up the finish on my oak bedroom set.
Or the baking soda and vinegar I bought fifteen months ago so that Noah and I could build a volcano.
Or the body groomer I bought three years ago so that I could figure out what to do with all this unruly hair that covers my body.
Or the graphing calculator I bought so that I could finish college.
There’s a lot more, but you get the idea.
Does anyone else have unfinished projects everywhere they turn or is it a serious symptom of my Adult ADHD?
Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing