Toll House Cookies or Things I Say When Almost Asleep

I'm using an older post this week on Dude Write. Often the method by which a great idea comes is in the botching of an even better idea. I hope you enjoy this one. If you haven't visited Dude Write, you should stop by and read some great posts by writers who happen to be dudes.

 

It was an epically awesome life changing blog post. Here are the notes I took when the idea came to me.

Jerry maguire perfect zip code

Hotel California never stayed there

Yeah, completely blow your mind stuff.

Was I on crack? That is a fair question, the answer to which is no. This is par for the course of a bad typist with ADHD. Awesome ideas are plucked from the orchard at the peak of perfection and then stared at. Why would we cut them? Juice them? Eat them?!?!? Have you lost your mind entirely?

I am reminded (and by that, I mean that Mrs Mynd reminds me, because ADHD makes memories a fleeting memory) of my most famous utterance.

It happened early on in our marriage. We were talking about something (why must you question me for details, are you hoping I will forget the entire point of the story?) in our bed. If my lack of memory serves, it wasn't earth shattering conversation. It wasn't the kind of conversation where cancer was being cured. It was a fairly normal daily conversation. At some point in the whole thing, she asked me a question. Now normally I am fairly lucid and well spoken. On this occasion, I was in some sort of twilight zone and despite hearing and understanding her question, my answer was quite simply...

Certainly the stuff of dreams and legends

"...Toll-house cookies..."

Strangely, the mere uttering of this nonsense immediately registered with my brain and I was awake and fully alert the moment after I said it. Mrs Mynd had the look of a woman who not only heard an answer that she was not expecting, but also one of some serious randomness. She must have sensed the dreamlike quality of my voice as she didn't kill me on the spot and accepted my apology for such a strange answer. Now I am not one to talk in my sleep, or even mutter nonsensical things so I am baffled at what would cause me to form words in this twilighty arena. Even more curious was my choice of phrase, as if I was hungry or had a sweet tooth or something that I clearly have no recollection of having (cause I'm so good with the memory thing) Mrs. Mynd and I had a killer laugh about it and still do to this day.

So to our lack of topic at hand, blogging is especially difficult for those of us with ADHD as our lack of focus makes focusing difficult. Wait, what??? I don't have any lack for ideas, only a lack of time and paper to write them down. I am often writing down the smallest snippet as a title or as a one-liner within the many blogging apps I have at my disposal. More often than not, I am able to recollect with some clarity the thought process that hatched the idea in the first place. I suppose given the hour that this particular note was written, I was in my Toll-House place.

Has this ever happened to you? A killer blog idea? An invention that is simply past due? Maybe you've taken notes for a history class that turned out like "Napoleon... short... Waterloo... Bill...Ted...Whitewater Rafting...jufemlaksjd (that's cursive for something)