Dyslexics of the world Untie!

Yes……….

The typo in the headline was on purpose…

But damn …..so many aren’t!

(Who just said

“What typo?”

BUUWAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA)

This is where most of my  CR stems from………A.D.D. and dyslexia.

Today for some reasons—-both are off the charts—-could be the fact I have enough caffeine in me to put  two  full-grown bull  elephants on a rampage.

I choose to not use meds for the A.D.D…I come from the gen that didn’t medicate the condition. I have learned to adapt to the world around me and I fear meds would throw me off so much I’d be a basket case mess of trying to cope without my “normal coping skills”. I been at the adapting stuff for 52 years…..this old dawg don’t want the new tricks for alphabet soup syndromes.

I have a system….the people in my world who have to coexist with me…know my system and they get “why” it is in place and just (thank goodness) work with me.

It’s been a running joke for years between my husband and me……. that in my case….. “A.D.D.” stands for:

A Damn Ditz

Because when the stuff is raging off the charts…I am an air head.

My dyslexia doesn’t just swap letters in words………it swaps word arrangement and drops words that I swear I typed!

It is also a running joke that I kill the hamsters that turn the wheels in the spell checker……s at a rate of one every 48 hours or so. The pisser is……..it will catch misspelled words…….it won’t catch words out of order…and often neither can I.  I can type something up and proof read it til my eyes cross and I won’t see a glaring typo, grammar or punctuation goofs.

Wanna know really crazy?

 The A.D.D. can affect my kink abilities. If I’m not on my best game and well rested before a session starts………I am prone to getting distracted.

This doesn’t bode well for a sub that is lost in sub space.

We have set up “fail safes” for times we plan to play on the edge…..so he doesn’t have to be watching me to make sure I’m not distracted and to remind me he’s bound or such if I have to walk away from the play spot. One time I put him in “forced seclusion” and forgot……two hours later I realized he wasn’t around and it dawned on me….where he was. I found him sound asleep on the closet floor. (It’s funny now…but it wasn’t then……..it rattled my confidence about using more extreme BDSM activities.)

ANYWAYS….

My “unapologetic apologies” for the grief the A.D.D. and dyslexia can cause for anyone who ventures into this cage with me.

(Why  this now?

An email from a friend earlier that had:

“Damnit woman….your A.D.D. and dyslexia makes me feel A.D.D. and dyslexic riddled!

………………………………………………………..as the topic title)