my culinary explanation of executive function
just like a turtle trudging through peanut butter
Hey there, friend!
I find myself trying to explain to neurotypical people what life with ADHD is like.
Of course, I don't know what my brain is going on about half the time, so... I’m not sure I can help you, normie friend. 🙃
Anyway, one of the hardest things to explain is our struggle with executive function and getting stuff done.
After all, why can’t we just DO THE THING?
But now I can explain it, thanks to sandwiches.
Yes, sandwiches.
I know that sounds bonkers, but hear me out:
Back in college, I took a technical writing course. One of our assignments was to write instructions for making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
When we turned in the assignment, the instructor pulled out a box with all of the fixings and tried to make our sandwiches.
He followed our directions EXACTLY.
So if you wrote, "put the peanut butter on the bread," he'd do this:
There was no taking the bread out of the bag if you didn't put that in there as a step.
No opening the jar of peanut butter if you hadn't included that, either.
His point was that if you're explaining steps to someone who's never made a PB&J before, you can't assume they have all the knowledge that you do.
Which is true!
But at the same time, you have to assume SOME kinds of knowledge.
Because if you have to explain ALL of that, where do you stop? Do you need to explain opening the drawer to get the knife to apply the peanut butter? How about going to the store to buy the peanut butter?
If you're that detailed, a three-ingredient sandwich could run into hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of steps.
And if you showed that list to someone who'd never made one before, they'd be like, "No thanks, I'm ordering a pizza."
There's a balance between too much detail and not enough detail.
And I think "normal" brains understand this inherently when thinking about any task.
ADHD brains often don't.
We've got either way too much:
Or way too little:
Today, I’m talking about the first one.
too much pb, not enough j
Sometimes, I can’t start a task because even the simple thing I should be able to JUST DO feels like it will take a hundred years.
Why will it take a hundred years?
BECAUSE OF ALL THE STEPS.
Take making a doctor’s appointment. Something that should take a few minutes, tops. But my ADHD brain sees:
look up doctor's number
check calendar for available dates
find insurance info
rehearse what to say
find a quiet place to call from
prepare for being put on hold
figure out how to add it to your calendar immediately so you don't forget
plan entire day of errands for the day of the appointment, since I’ll be out anyway
start making lists of where to go and what I need there
Naturally, I’d find all that to be rather taxing.
But no one likes calling the doctor’s office, right? Of course, I’d procrastinate that.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
The thing is, this also happens with things I want to do!
The clutter in my foyer and front closet is driving me NUTS.
I WANT it to be cleared out.
I don’t even mind cleaning it out.
The trouble is, to my brain, the task isn't just tidying the foyer.
It's:
Sort items in the foyer closet into piles
Realize most items don't belong in the foyer
Create piles for bedroom, basement, kitchen, and donation
Look at potential donation items and question everything
Is this actually donatable or just trash?
If it's trash, I'm contributing to landfill waste
Feel intense guilt about environmental impact
Remember I paid good money for this item I barely used
Feel intense guilt about wasting money
Should I keep it and try to use it?
No, that's how you end up on "Hoarders"
Maybe someone would want it on Buy Nothing?
That means taking photos and posting and coordinating pickup
Is this worth donating or am I just passing my trash to charity?
Create new pile of "items I feel guilty about" to deal with... later
Take the bedroom pile upstairs
Realize there's no space in the bedroom closet
Need to clean out bedroom closet first
Sort bedroom closet into piles for keep, donate, and store
Find out-of-season clothes that need to go to basement storage
Discover stuff that should actually go back to the foyer closet (why was this even up here?)
Find more stuff for donation pile
Put donation items in car
Or should I wait until I have more items to donate?
But then the donation pile will sit in my hallway for three months
Remember the Boy’s closet needs reorganizing, too
Find more things for basement storage in his closet
Uncover toys that should be donated
Find spot to secretly hold toys until 6 months have passed without him asking about them
Find old papers and school projects in stashed in the back of the closet
These should be filed, but where?
Office filing cabinet, obviously
Office filing cabinet is full
Need to clean out old documents
Need to shred sensitive documents
Where is the shredder?
Oh, it's in the office closet behind everything else. I need to organize this soon.
Wait, isn't there a community shred event?
That would be easier than doing it myself
When is it? Spring? Fall? Did I miss it?
Need to check the community calendar
Can't find community calendar
Check email for mention of shred event
Fall down email rabbit hole for 45 minutes
Remember I was organizing the foyer closet
Oh, look, more stuff to go to the bedrooms
But bedrooms are already cluttered with piles from earlier sorting
Some of those bedroom piles need to go back to the foyer
Why is that winter gear in the bedroom? It belongs in the foyer closet
But the foyer closet is what I'm trying to clean out...
And I know each decision above will slowly drain more and more of my executive function, which in itself is exhausting to think about.
That's how "clean the foyer closet" becomes an unholy mess of interconnected, endless tasks that last for infinity-to-the-power-of-infinity years.
At which point, my brain is like, “I give up. This is futile. We’re ordering pizza and never leaving the couch.”
So that’s why I can’t always just do a thing.
Because it’s not just “a” thing.
It’s 74,696 bajillion things and 13 times as many decisions.
…
That is, except when I have the exact opposite problem.
Which I’ll write about next time. :)
Till then, have a wonderful and weirdly wired week,
Kristen
P.S. People love to suggest "chunking" tasks into manageable bits. Which is valid!
But the reality of chunking with a task like decluttering means I'll end up with flotsam from the foyer stashed in bags in another room "to deal with later."
Which means sometime around November 34th, 3072. 👻
The clutter is where we need to channel our menopausal IDGAF and just pitch/donate everything that doesn't spark joy.
But your point about the 876,134 tasks that go into a single task is well-taken, even for a normie. Well, semi-normie. I am a writer, after all.
This is so true it hurts. I don't do lists, because the lists themselves become gargantuan tasks.