1 day in the life insight...let me be your guide to understanding what feels like insanity?!

So as I make my way to the wedding of some high school friends I reflect on what time keeping is like for someone like me with ADHD.

Despite having set myself a schedule of what I was going to do, when and at what times, I'm still running late!

My husband told me at 17.55 to get in the shower (I had scheduled this for 17.45). He then reminded me of the time at 18.25 as I'm still getting ready, only just about to apply the minimal make up I wear (Chanel lipstick, kohl eyebrows and a lil orange blush and gold highlights around the eye area - actually sounds like I know how to effectively wear make up 😅).

I bark at my husband "Leave me alone, I have plenty of time! I've done a schedule. I know how long it takes me to get ready!". Which is true, I do know how long I take to get ready, but the problem is I somehow inconveniently never factor in all the additional variables that prevent me from "just getting ready". I don't factor in the 5 minute fixation of plucking away undesirable hairs (anyone who has hairs sprouting from their chin gets this - there's always that one tiny bugger that you clapsed once with the tweezers and now are hell bent on grasping it irrespectiveof how long it may take!). I don't factor in the wellbeing check on my dogs. Forbid they should dehydrate or starve under my watch. But then this means making sure the room they will be in is in fact dog proof, and where are the cats? The weather is a bit poop (cue another 5 mins locating cats and ensuring they are well fed - 5 more minutes of worrying as Buddy the rebel cat refuses to come in!).

I also forgot to factor in I need a bag to match my outfit of course. Oh and it's not Summer quite yet so lest we not forget a blazer to round off the look, but which? As husband brings in the selection of 2 blazers he patiently reminds wife (me) 5 minutes before we plan to set off...

Address in the sat nav and I'm set to arrive on time, as I know I can be late, but why oh why did I not buy the bride and groom to be a card at the weekend, when I went shopping?!

Panic then sets in, starting to sweat (not a good look for recently applied makeup - or is that my mind playing tricks on me as I'm now anxious?! - no time to think about this!).

First shop no card! Bloody hell Asda! Pits getting sweatier! The sound of the rain is soothing, I'm focussing on that...

Second shop, woo found a card. Hubby has got the money to put in said card from the cash machine. All is well... no it's not! Do I actually have a pen in my car? Not sure, not willing to risk it! Lotto pen will do (thankfully right next to the till I was using!).

Phew, back in the car. All in order, en route with only 7 minutes added time. Rain is soothing. Writing this is soothing. Worrying about where the hell my umbrella is. Rain no longer soothing. Rain now a strong source of anxiety!

Aaaaaahhhhh oh well. Nearly there. It's not about me today, it's about the bride and groom. With that rational thought now sinking in, a sigh of relief as my anxiety levels reduce.

Now the awareness of my sensory discomforts are kicking in...no time to think about that as I'm now 1 minute away...