I truly get what you are talking about.  And with my son, you can't just say "J. clean your room."  You might as well ask him to build a space shuttle.  I finally realized that.  Now, it's "J., pick up the toys on the floor."  Then it's "J., make your bed."  Keep it simple.  And if you want him to hand in his school papers, they have to be in his hand when you drop him off.  Otherwise they will sit in his book bag all week.  You have to find a niche that works for you and stick with it.  

Thanks again one more time for these great posts! 

So, sometimes it helps me to listen to music at work... but only if it is music I know well enough that I don't want to sing along or music that stirs my soul everytime I listen to it.  Music makes it so much easier for me to be distracted the majority of the time because I get so enthralled in the music that I can't do anything but get lost in the moment.... yeah.

How are you today?

Hey Girl, You made the front page of xanga!!! Congratulations!!!!

I know what you mean about the piles and the things you are wearing are hanging in sight! This is another thing that works for me too! Things put in the closet feel like they are in storage.

My parents never understood my study habits! They would always ask how could I study with so much activity! Truth be told I could never study or do anything in total quiet! I'm not wired that way.

Are you having a good day today? Doing anything exciting, like shopping for a dress?    

Good morning Kate!  Again, I see myself here.  My house is arranged in piles.  Mostly on my kitchen table or my desk or my living room floor.  My parents built me a nice desk when I was in high school complete with a light and everything.  I piled things on it and did my homework in the kitchen.  Where my Mom and Oprah were   Now that I have my own house, my kitchen table and the end of my counter are the catch alls.  My computer lives on the futon in my living room, because that's where I do my best work.  My living room floor is covered with school books and papers, and flash cards and a notebook containing all of my grandmother's crochet patterns.  There's some yarn and some needles and a couple of half finished projects and a hole-punch.  In my bedroom is a laundry basket full of clean clothes (most of which I don't wear because I washed them so long ago I don't remember what's in the basket.  I remembered one of my favorite shirts today and had a terrible time finding it.  Turns out it was at the bottom of this basket).  There's also a basket full of dirty clothes.  In my closet.  Door closed.  All the clothes I wear regularly are in one of four places - hanging in my laundry room (!), on top of the clean-clothes basket, draped over the footboard of my bed, or chillin' out on the back of the armchair.  I do my best studying with a fan on.  When it's too cold for a fan, I listen to Yanni or my college team's football games.  For some reason that works better than the quiet (I only do total silence when I'm cramming... but even then I can only do it for short periods of time).  It makes me laugh that you describe me so perfectly when you write about ADHD.  I think I might look into some of those behavior modification books.  If I can get it under some semblance of control, I think it'd definitely take my stress-level down a few notches.

Thanks for your prayers and encouragement   Congratulations on being featured!!

Thanks Kate. RYC--I think you are correct about the shirt thing. One of my favorite Xanga guys said that the shirt is OK, but the pants off would not be a good thing. lol  They will be here until about Oct. 5. The wife is out buying her tickets for Idaho. She will probably leave October 14 or 14 to help the mom an aunt get rid of the house and 3 stories of 'stuff.'

The girl is going to be offered a room by a single gal at church who is a Realtor.  The mom wants her pregnant daughter out of the house. I think you are correct--the baby may heal some raw emotions.

I never had a child with these disorders. My son was hyper-active and the shool wanted him to go on some kind of calming medication in the 60's.  My wife does not like prescrition drugs, the medical profession, psychologists, etc.  So Jim was the wild one of the family. He is still got a very strong personality, but he is doing fine.

Blessings

frank

Wow....congrats...you have been featured!!  So proud of my Xangan friend. 

You're right.  I'll make that correction right away. *sinister laugh here*

I used to be the messy pile thing, but it was more of a "I don't want to put it away" thing.  I find that I'm much more calm when my room is clean.  I have open closets at school so I can see everything all the time. So I shove my laundry in a hamper and try and put the other clothes away when I get a chance.  It usually takes until the weekend.  I have to clean everyweekend because I'm not in my room long enough to clean it during the week.  I stack all of my books into piles, but I don't have anywhere to put them....

omg Kate, I had moments where I thought I was at the tip of Aspergers because I so related to them...wow.  And I am and was ADD or ADHD whatever they are calling it now; basically you say, "go brush your teeth" and between the bedroom and bathroom I get lost in something else.  My teachers thought I was doing it TO THEM and honestly, I wasn't.  I think the most important thing for an ADHD kid is to know that they are loved unconditionally, no matter what, just the way they are.  Nothing, and I mean NOTHING else matters.  (I was plenty able to make a good living.  I just needed to be challenged fast, quick, hard, faster, no over there, over here, now go climb that mountain, now go learn spanish.....now take that advanced course....)

I just finished reading the comments and I'm seeing mass hysteria.

meant to tell you....

both our sons are musicians....primarily percussion.....the oldest is calmed down with drumming...the rhythms and patterns....feeling the beats with the entire body...it's so true....and he discovered it when he went out to live on his own...he just knew it made him relax....he also plays guitar....

the youngest has perfect pitch and all that...keen audio memory...as well as photographic...started music, piano at age 5....unfortunately, he's not studying any longer after 14 years of it, but we hope to change that once he's a bit more mature....he tried a year of college.........now, he's trying work over school this year....so far, so good....but we do have a piano at home for him....always have had one....

truely amazing stuff....music is their best language....and I always knew it...another one of those "mom things"....

music was and continues to be the best form of therapy for our sons....playing it, listening to it...and truthfully....the hubster and I are the same way....we love all typed of music....our boys were exposed to it a lot....thank goodness....

I just wanted to tell you that...

Hello Ms. K8t,
You worked hard to make your site simple yet elegant. The pictures are a nice touch. I see that you have a wide variety of interesting observations here!
I like to write articles about God and religion on my site to help people to really get to know God, especially in these troubled times. 14 When the good news about the kingdom has been preached all over the world and told to all nations, the end will come. (Matthew 24:14) (CEV) I hope you get a chance to look at them.