When the medicine wears off...

My posts have been very verbose lately. That means I talk too much. So I thought tonight I'd leave you with a little visual stimulation instead. That, and the fact that schoolwork today has made me want to poke my eyeballs out, so I'm really not in the mood to chat.

One of the main reasons I initially begun treatment for my adhd was the amount of things I had broken in a short period of time. When my medicine wears off, the breaking still happens:

Here is the glass top next to my nightstand. I was putting something away and smashed it right into the glass top. Time to go to Target.

This is the mosaic hurricane that I love. But now it's cracked and barely holding itself together. I'm going to save it for some other mosaic I'm sure I'll do. Stop laughing.

And this is the mountain dew that I got at the store this evening, but paid no attention to how I loaded it in the car. Which is why the package burst open on a particularly sharp curve. And why I've only been able to recover 11 of the cans.

It's a wonder I haven't broken my neck.