I let the most bizarre things fall through the cracks. At home it's usually something small, like when I was steeping herbs in olive oil, and left them in the jars for over a year (it should have only been a month or so). At work it's usually something small too. Not all the time, but frequently enough to be a potential problem.
It only recently dawned on me that this is a pattern with me. I think I realized it somewhere at the back of my head for years, but let's put it this way - I only recently realized that it was really dumb.
What brought this to the surface of my brain was something fairly small in the scheme of things as far as my job goes (just like at home, it's usually something small). In the beginning of each semester, we have to move a lot of classes out of one classroom and into another because the instructor doesn't like the class that was assigned. Occasionally one of the special events (everything that's not an academic class) I've scheduled into a room, sometimes months before, has to be bumped. Sometimes we have to move the event right out of the room altogether, and sometimes we just have to change the time slot. At this point in the year, though, usually the only thing that I've already scheduled into the classrooms is midterms. Even though these are connected with an academic class, they're scheduled separately.
Now, for the science departments, midterms are a big deal in that their date and time are put on the syllabus months in advance. For me, they're a big deal because they're really a pain to schedule in the first place. I usually have to find two to three thousand seats. So when the fall scheduler comes over and tells me that she had to bump a midterm, I say, "No problem" through gritted teeth. It's not her fault. Then, because the beginning of the semester is my busy time too, I put it aside. Usually what I need to do is see if I need to find more rooms for the midterm. This semester, I was lucky. I just had to notify two science departments that their midterms had been moved from 6:00-9:00pm to 7:00-10:00pm. Not a big deal. I just had to write an email. But somehow, it slipped. It's not that I forgot. I kept looking at the pieces of paper with the bumped midterms on them and thinking, "I really need to contact the departments."
When I finally picked up my notes about the shifted midterms last week, I looked at the first date and said, "Oh, crud." Actually, I said something stronger, so you can use your imagination. I hadn't left much time. I emailed the department scheduler to notify her of the change, and apologized that I hadn't let her know earlier. I hated writing that email. I thought, "This sucks. Why didn't I take care of this earlier?"
I'm pretty sure this has something to do with Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. Last summer, when I took Vyvanse for a month, nothing slipped through the cracks. I felt like I had a laser-like focus, yes, but I'm not sure if that's exactly what accounts for the difference. Unfortunately, the Vyvanse made me, shall we say, very cranky. So I can't fix it using that, and I don't know exactly why this happens. Does anyone else have this problem?
Published On: November 04, 2009