Just asking questions!

Ordinarily, PG goes to bed about 9:00, while I stay up a few more hours.  I usually have a sketchy to-do list, with the understanding that I am allowed to veer off it in the event that something more interesting comes to mind.

For a few weeks after the election, I was taking meds to reduce stress and its effects, and while my appetite for stress eating was agreeably reduced, there was an additional effect that wasn't as welcome.  Inertia and mild lethargy kept me from doing more than the absolutely necessary.  I would find things online that I bookmarked and never could inspire myself to revisit, and that rankled.  Are you alive or aren't you?  

So now I'm unmedicated once more -- yes, a senior citizen who is taking no prescription medicine, no non-prescription medicine, and no supplements.  I recognize that this is uncommon in someone of my advanced years, and I am thankful.

Food intake is under control, consisting most days of cereal and juice for the morning meal, followed between noon and 5:00 by a normal meal.  Today's was homemade chili and mini pretzels with dabs of peanut butter.  Hardly ever a dessert.  No soda, not even any lemonade.  Weight has gradually crept downward, even though the weather hasn't been conducive to taking walks.  

Then, where's the question referenced in the subject line?  

I'll tell you:  Why can't I concentrate?  No, that's not it.  On Tuesday, I visited the cat sanctuary and took more than a hundred photos, and early the next morning went through them all.  Downloading, tagging, sorting, organizing, all that before deciding which to discard and which to prepare for uploading to the Flickr database.  When I'm doing that, it's as close as I've felt to the last few years of my job.  I felt confident that there wasn't anything I couldn't handle, and when I received something that called on me to do parts of the job I enjoyed, it produced the opposite of stress.

Tonight I did a little writing for the Kitten Fund's letter to supporters, another post-retirement task that causes no stress.  When the draft was done, I consulted that list of bookmarks and took a few off the list.  Reading isn't as easy as it used to be, it's harder to concentrate on the printed page; is that the result of months of X and Bluesky shortening my attention span?  In a few paragraphs, let alone pages, I'm feeling impulses that there's something else I should be doing instead.  There are three books resting on the table next to the keyboard, and a small LED reading light alongside them.  I don't seem to be able to read very long, and that's never been an issue before.  What's going on here, adult-onset ADHD?