Full disclosure: I have not been formally diagnosed with ADHD, but after doing a lot of research, I have made an appointment with a psychiatrist to be formally screened. I fit the symptoms very closely and it is definitely impacting my life.
So back to that day in the life.
I woke up with energy and purpose. I am going to get some work done today.
I assembled my computer and planner and notebook. Got myself all set up. Time to get to work and be productive.
But what should I do first?
Thirty minutes later, I’ve decided to do some research for a client and get started on that. But what about this topic? I should research this topic because I recall thinking about it a month or so ago and not doing anything with it.
Now I’m researching this other topic.
Alright, I sent two emails and updated my client about that. You know what would be awesome? A photo ad to post in Facebook groups.
**goes looking at available photos**
Hmm none of these are awesome, but I’ll see what the client wants to do.
By the time my client has texted me back maybe 10 minutes later, I am already updating an unrelated spreadsheet to keep track of pitching.
We talk about the photo ad idea a bit, but I’ll get back to that later.
What I really need to do is figure out how to do email followup campaigns properly. Google, what can you find for me?
This site has great step-by-step advice, but I can’t read more than two sentences without losing track.
What if my client thinks I am doing a terrible job because we haven’t closed many deals lately?
What if I am doing a terrible job?
**goes back to reading website about email DRIP campaigns**
It is already 4pm and I have sent two emails, had three ideas, started to research two different areas, and taken notes on email pitching followups.
It is now too late in the day to implement any of what I am trying to force my brain to learn despite the fact that all it wants to do is watch tv.
Lin Manuel is amazing as Lee Scoresby in His Dark Materials.
But I can’t start watching the show until I finish the books. I’m halfway through The Amber Spyglass.
No reading for pleasure until I get some work done.
Take more notes on emailing. Writing notes is the only way to force the text on the screen to make any sort of logical sense to my brain right now. As I write things down, the words arrange themselves into understandable sentences.
I’m so tired.
What if this doesn’t work? What if I continue to fail?
Why does my stomach hurt? Oh yeah, it’s 4pm and I never ate lunch.
When was lunchtime?
I should have been working on another client’s deal pitches as well. Oh well.
Tomorrow I have an early morning phone meeting. I should get ready for that.
No. Stop. Finish the work assignment in front of me.
What was I doing?
I’m tired. And hungry.
I give up.
