Yikes!! In spite of the meds and the counseling, I still have ADHD. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I never doubted that I still had the symptoms. After all, I am going down the path of trying to change careers and become a writer instead of jumping back into the high pressure world of Information Technology. My treatment makes me better, but it is not a cure.
For the past couple of weeks I have been dealing with the new residents of a recently renovated building across the street. It use to be a single family house, but now spouts two separate condos which were to be sold to single families. The condos didn’t sell, so the corporate owners decided to rent the place to lots of Boston College students. They are noisy, inconsiderate, and at times dangerous. A few nights ago one of my neighbors caught them hitting golf balls at our building and she called the police. Shortly afterwards they put a commercial sign up for a business they were operating out of the condo which is a clear zoning violation.
Concerned about my property value I got involved and sent a letter to the city constituent representative who promptly replied with support. He sent my letter to the zoning department who replied with a letter that made absolutely no sense to me. The author referred to two properties, but my original email only made reference to one. She scheduled for the zoning inspector to come out and look at the signage, but said that he was coming to look at my address and not the property in question. She also said that she looked up the property and it was zoned as a three family dwelling although it is list as a two family.
I was upset at the email. It indicated that I would have a lot more work to do. I would have to convince her that the inspectors were going to the wrong address. I would also have to go down to the zoning office myself to look at the documents to confirm that the zoning was for two and not three family. I replied to her email very cordually. Impulsively, I compose a harsher email back my city representative. I communicated my disappointment in the zoning department’s reply and said that it contain so much incorrect information that I wasn’t sure I trusted any of it. The I went on to say that I wasn’t sure if the zoning inspector either didn’t read my email or had a problem with understanding English. Of course I didn’t intend to send the email as is. I intended to tone it down and make it more concillitory. But instead of saving it I sent it. I forgot that Control-S in email sends the message instead of saving it.
I discovered this error the next morning when I went to edit the message. I sent an apology explaining my mistake, but knew it would be in vain. By Monday the signage was gone from the condo across the street, but I haven’t heard back from my city representative. My guess is I am persona non-gratis.
Having ADHD sucks. I struggle with focus and attention and the difficulty in completing projects. Dealing with administrative matters is often exhausting and overwhelming. But the worst is the pain and embarrassment of the impulsivity and mistakes like this because once done, there is no going back.
As long as your thing can be manageable, it’s all good?
Jesuit college students can be so stupid… (I was one of those.) I too have done that quite a few times. Not to review the e-mail I wrote and “accidentaly” hit CTRL+S. I regret after…. It’s one of those awkward moments, you know. But on the bright side, the signage is gone.
I hope stupid college dudes will behave nicely!
There’s a Heinlein essay in which he compares what his grandfather learned in school to what was taught in school in the 70’s.
His grandfather, who dropped out of junior high school, knew the classics, Latin, and his times tables up to 100 by heart.
Kids in the 70’s could barely read.
We are dumbing down. What we consider to be well educated these days is less than what a rural high school kid knew a hundred years ago. It’s not that Latin is useful per se, but learning is what teaches us how to think.
We don’t know how to think any more. We don’t know how to problem solve, we don’t know history and can’t see the long view, and we’re weaker in math than the whole rest of the world combined.
Scary, innit.
Nope. it’s not lame at all. It’s always nice to get some more informaton.
We can’t get enough. I think I need to know the specifics of your lucky undies 
By the by, I have one of these. Does this count?
Um, he’s probably not gay. BUT, he was probably staring a little too much, and you caught him. That’s more than likely why he blushed.
I could be wrong, but I’d have to be there and see him to be sure. Gaydar only works in a face to face manner.
Most of the time. Glad things turned out well with the tests.
Okay, my toy duck cannot be added to your collection at all after looking at them. They are so real. The bottom on right… is that a duck??
I think your writing style is already entertaining. I like your smooth intelligent writing that I can never do even in my native language. Keep up the good work!
That’s twice in one day I’ve either seen or used the word “fluffer”. Now that I think abou it, that would be a great perosnal add..really leaves nothing to the imagination: “SWM seeks SF to be my fluffer. Some experience needed, but willing to train.”
i will have to check him out…quietly. don’t want to bombard him.
i went through this “who do i write for” business when i rreveived some negative comments a few months ago. after reacting instead of ignoring, i realized i should have ignored.
on the flip side, i became more “censored” in my posts once i realized that more people that i know were reading. i think i’d rather be read by a group of strangers. quite the opposite of your new friend ryan.
Holy shit, you tagger you.
Some people can just attract people and then they tell their friends and then you get groupies, or at least that’s my theory. Don’t feel bad I still barely get readers. I thought your blogpatrol knew who I was but apparently I was your 666 reader. That is filarious.
Because we take our truly mentally ill and hide them away in institutions, and mask the rest of our instabilities with chemicals, we have a culture that is totally ignorant of mental illness.
Furthermore, the bulk of the population doesn’t understand that “mental illness” means chemical imbalances in brain function that manifest themselves in mental issues rather than physical issues.
Throw some dead children into the mix and you’ve got, as you stated, people who are hurting and totally ignorant.
Yes, the drug companies are out to make money – they’re BUSINESSES! But they also make drugs that keep people alive. Like everything else in the real world, there are balances and conflicts and ambiguities.
Your meds are saving your life – they keep you from doing harm to yourself. They’re just as important as heart meds to someone who’s had a heart attack. And for someone who is in pain from the death of a loved one AND who has NO INKLING of brain chemistry imbalances… well. There you go.
I don’t participate because I am lazy and don’t like pictures so I can’t use age as an excuse just laziness. I say you should go for it but ask your girlfriend first, just in case!
Speaking of love and relationships and driving each other crazy… My folks have been married 40 years. Today actually is their anniversary. I’ve known them for going on 38 of those!
Oh, no! There you go, catching me on worrying about gender differences! That had nothing to do with you. But generalities… my own worries I guess. But, since I’m writing about men and women enjoying sex equally, perhaps I should stop warning men off reading the books! Silly me.
BTW – I have talked one man into reading a romance novel when he said they sucked. I said… how would you know? So he read it and said it was okay, but he prefers sci-fi.
I hear you loud and clear it did seem that a lot of people are in a funk lately. Maybe it is all the terrible stuff that is happening, maybe we are all on the same cycle and this is the funk we are all in, but like I said in my post there is always tomorrow, and I can only hope for at least me that I get out of the funk, it’s quite annoying but I am already starting to feel better, maybe it is because I know that this happens and you can’t always be happy or maybe its because I just needed to get it out!
Gregg
What a touching and heartfelt posting, I’m pleased you have had a good day freed a little from the funk, some of what you say reminded me of an album title which has always been in my mind and it asks such a big question “Peace Sells!, But who’s buying?”.
It seems that with a trend to sit rotting your brain in front of a telly we have forgotten how to communicate properly with others, so many would rather escape reality because it seems too tough, but maybe the truth is it’s so touch because we want to escape it, if everyone was to reach out the hand of friendship i feel there would be a lot more people who didn’t feel quite so alone.
lol gregg…
very entertaining.. i had no idea about hnt! not that i would do this, but it’s good to know.
–humbly smiling–
thank you thank you…
i wrote an acceptance speech, and i tucked it away, and now i can’t seem to find it…
–sniffles–
i’d like to thank all the little people…
no really, thanks gregg – i’m lucky, i guess. still grinning from the first view of the link, which was simply titled ‘my new boyfriends’
Works out that way, doesn’t it? Some people are just better at intuitively recognizing when others need a cuddle. It’s their nature to help people. But, when these things blindside us from whre we don’t expect, it makes me think there really is karma or something. Sure seems that we reap what we sow.
Very pleased to see an improvement in your mood this week Gregg and that you have the chance to enjoy the change in season to it’s fullest whilst enjoying some of the simple pleasures.
I hope you have a simple, uncomplicated week filled with the love and friendship of family and friends
Ethics an interesting subject, it’s a wonder the world isn’t in a worse state going by the way society is putting pressure down, I have made my mistakes in the past but i have paid for them and in turn i have shown a moral fibre by not only admitting my mistakes but also making up for them to those i wronged.
I hope your talk with Alex really helped to show him what the difference between right and wrong can really mean, if only there were more people in this world like you Gregg it would be a far better place to live.
it was definitely the sticker on your sidebar…
Hey looks like me in the store when I was married, maybe that’s why it didn’t work out…lol.
I know exaclty what you mean. I have began to write the story of some things I have been through but everytime I get to something bad I break down and I can’t do it. You are stronger then me, I can’t get past some things, and I keep trying but so far it hasn’t worked.
Glad everything seems to have been sorted out with, and that they have recatogorised you, don’t ya just hate red tape.