“I’ll remember” is the ADHD demon talking. You won’t remember. Write it down.
bold of you to assume i’ll remember where i wrote it, or even that i wrote it
Visual exhaustion is another symptom of ADHD, which means that if we see something enough times (or we see enough instances of something), it fades into background noise and we fail to notice it.
This is why a lot of ADHD people can stand living surrounded by mess/clutter, because it’s just visual background noise to us. We don’t even notice it anymore.
So if we write something down and see the note stuck up somewhere a lot – or if we write a LOT of somethings down and have a lot of notes hanging around – then we’re even less likely to think of/remember the thing because it’s just part of the scenery now.
ADHD is the Catch-22 of brains.
A very good thing to know about ADHD. Don’t fall into the trap.
A lot of folks in the comments are talking about writing on themselves or setting phone/calendar reminders. Your mileage may vary on those. You may also want to consider ways to set a habit of referring back to a planner or similar every day/hour.
The memorial outside of Anthony Bourdain’s old restaurant Brasserie Les Halles.
A couple excerpts in no particular order:
“I work in food because of you. Sometimes I think I live in New York because of you”
“Burgers on brioche buns totally suck! Thank you!”
“Anthony, thanks for showing & visiting Armenia on Parts Unknown – letting the world know about the Armenian Genocide”
“You will be missed- A vegan”
“You’ve left an impression on me and many men… and for a man, esp. a white man, exceptional and graceful in all your interactions with people”
“When I was 14 I thought I was going to be a journalist or a writer, then I was given a copy of Kitchen Confidential. It changed my life. 20 years later I’m a CHEF because of YOU.”
“People say you should never meet you heroes: the fear of rejection, the fear of being let down, fear that they will not live up to your super high expectations. I mean that’s what makes them your heroes right? … I met chef twice… he looked over, tipped his glass at me and continued on, we drank in silence but i was never more comfortable ”
“ I can’t believe its not butter… I fucking can.”- I worked for him, best soul in food
“you made me COOK… and I’m a single New Yorker”
“I am a bubbly, happy vegetarian you would have hated me. But I loved you like we all did. You saw the world with compassion masked in distain”
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