I May Have to Concede That I Formerly Had a Time Management Problem (of epic proportions)

So.... Ahem. *cough*cough* Is this thing on?

My name is Amy and I have ADD. It has taken a lot for me to truly admit that I DO have a problem. Sure, I've admitted that I got diagnosed. Sure, I was ecstatic when they put me on medication for it. But more ecstatic about the prospect of dropping a few pounds than because I truly believed it would help me. After today I have to admit that I really, truly do operate differently than a lot of other people. And that I am starting to change my life. For the better.

What has brought on this revelation?

Let me describe where I am right now and how I feel about it:

That's me. Having a drink at O'Hare. Because my boarding time is TWO HOURS from now. And -get this- I was finished packing my bags and ready to leave a full hour and a half before leaving for the airport. And, (I know! There's MORE! *blush*) I finished all my research on schools, rentals, and making appointments and various other arrangements yesterday. I even made a freaking excel spreadsheet of the various schools information and then attached a one-sheet of school info to a one-sheet of each property we are looking at, so I will know exactly which school is attached to which house!

This is unheard of organization for me. I have been butting heads with my husband for years about airport scheduling and I can tell you this: The old me would've been seething right now that we were sitting here at O'Hare wasting two hours. The new me is, like, "What the fuck, people??? Why have I been arriving at the last posssible minute before I am required by the FAA to appear for a flight? Stressing out needlessly when anything goes slightly wrong because I hadn't budgeted time for fuck-ups??"

Sitting here, ...at the bar, ...writing this blog post, ...It has changed my outlook on flying and travel. And it has radically changed how I view my husband. Uh, oh. I feel another apology coming on. :)

FYI: I am going to be off-line for the next few days while me and Daddy-007 do some reconnaissance in the UK. I've got high hopes that we will find some sweet little cottage, that is really not so little, but is that sweet. :) I have talked to several different schools and know that they will be able to help my adored little Destructo with his ADHD and have even determined that a smaller, more rural school might be just the ticket for getting my boys really engaged with school. I am riding a wave of good feelings as I sit here and enjoy this Jim Beam and Diet Coke and am sure that everything will work out. I am ready to get off this rollercoaster of emotions that I have been on about this move and embrace the reality that our family staying together is the most important thing in the world.

I will post pictures once I have something to show.