But that's not what this post is about. This post is about driving.
I've always been very disappointed that I'm not the normal ADD driver. ADD drivers are notorious speed demons and I'm not. They're reckless and bad drivers. My family will tell you that I'm a horrid driver, but I assert that I'm not. One speeding ticket in my life and a couple of fender benders that mostly weren't my fault. Really.
Does this mean that I'm not really ADD?
A couple of weeks ago it hit me: I am SO an ADD driver.
See, driving is a complex game for me. Speeding is against the rules, or cheating, and I'm not a cheater, so I don't really speed. The roads, the map - they're the static game board. They don't change. I like that. The driving, that's the strategic game plan I usually map out in advance. I lie. I always map out in advance in my head.
I do a lot of things off the cuff because I'm ADD, but driving is not one of those things. I know, in my head, what roads lead where, what the best routes are. I try to take into account the best times of day to be on which route and what lanes to be in when. It's all pretty simple, yet complicated.
Driving? That's not static. There's strategy. There are rules. I play by the rules. I modify my strategy based on the situation, always trying to stick to the rules.
Driving ADD - it's not a simple thing. Lord knows that if it wasn't a game I'd probably be dead. If there wasn't the challenge of the game, the focus, I'd be too distracted to drive well and who knows where I'd wind up?
I realized another thing. I love to drive. I never thought I did. But now that I see how the game works? I love it. Silly, huh?
So that's my ADD driving story. And I know my lovely sister-in-law will read this and never let me take her kids anywhere again. I'm also thinking that they're safer riding with me than with my very ADD brother. :)
Until I write again ...