"ADHD life: losing things faster than I can find them. 🤷‍♂️🔍"

A new month means it's testing time for Cowboy again.
He has two, but the first test quirked out, and stayed in an endless loop.
I'll do the other one tomorrow.
Today's test was on electricity, and as it got hung up, I've seen way too many pictures and information on what happens when a human body gets electrocuted.
Let's just say he did not get 100% this month, he barely squeaked by getting a passing grade.

I am getting sick, my throat feels like it's full of broken glass.

Needless to say, I did nothing today.

 ADHD really and truly sucks.
Poor Heron lost his car keys at work, car won't run without those keys.
He had all the employees looking for his keys, no luck.
He called a locksmith who unlocked his doors for like $80, nope the keys were not in the car.
To have another key made will be over $200, it's one of those push button cars.
So, he spent most of the evening tearing that bar apart looking for his keys.
Finally, he just gave up, called his brother, and had Peacock bring him home.
About 10 pm-ish, a buddy sent him a picture, his keys finally popped up-in a shelf of jalapeños.

I tease him, but he needs a proper diagnosis, he's never been properly diagnosed like his other siblings.
Then he needs medication, although it doesn't seem to help Peacock and Badger.

Peacock took my old hard drive, hoping to fix it.
I told him that the hard drive has the only pictures of Badger's babyhood, and the last pictures of my mom before she died.
I don't have them backed up anywhere else, and they are irreplaceable.
I'm not optimistic I'll ever see them again, but I've not been able to see them in a few years as the hard drive malfunctioned.

I'm off of here, this is not a good time to get sick-and Badger is blaming monkey germs.
I'll admit that I was pretty close to the monkey, but I doubt if the poor critter was germy.