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We all get that craving for some restaurant dish that we really can’t justify paying for more than once in a blue moon. Mine is Cranberry Bliss Bars from Starbucks. They’re only available at the holidays, too, so I’m SOL the rest of the year.

Wisebread has spotlighted a couple of sites where you can find these recipes in Restaurant Recipes at Home-Cooked Prices. I’ll also add one of my favorite sites – Top Secret Recipes. The recipes there are either free or available for next to nothing.

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Control your browsing

What are your time sinks? I’m betting that one of them is browsing the Internet. It’s a real trap for anyone with ADHD. All those interesting links that lead to new places, and you tell yourself that you’re just going to surf for a couple of minutes. Next thing you know, an hour has gone by. There are A couple of options to control your surfing. If you have the Firefox browser, you can install the LeechBlock or Tea Timer addon. Or use the Title Bar Browser Timer or Minutes Please, in case you can’t install anything on your work computer.

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The other day, I took an impromptu break at work to buy something to drink. “I’m just so dehydrated,” I told my boss. “My blood pressure medication does that to me – maybe yours is having the same effect.”

Aha. That was probably it. Due to my elevated blood pressure, my doctor had strongly suggested I start on medication, which I had done a few days before. I remember from teh last time that I took it that it also can cause moments of dizziness. Yay. I grimaced when the doctor suggested that I start on the medication again, and she said, “The side effects can be unpleasant, but so can your heart enlarging.” Geez, when you put it that way.

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1. Be clear about your reason(s) for wanting to switch antidepressants. Is it that the side effects are intolerable, or is it that you are not satisfied with the response? If you want to switch for the latter reason, you need to determine exactly what you mean and communicate that to your doctor. Did you antidepressant ever work fully? Bear in mind that you need to give the medication up to four weeks before you would definitely be seeing an improvement. Or did it lift your mood to some extent and then plateau? That’s called a partial response. In first case, your doctor will probably be open to your switching to a new antidepressant. If it’s the latter, however, your doctor may want to raise the dose or possibly augment your current antidepressant with another medication.
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Two of the biggest problems that anyone with ADHD faces are staying organized and finishing tasks. So the prospect of looking for a new job is often enough to send us into a tailspin. How can we possibly pull things together well enough to knock out the competition that’s out there also looking for a job in this economy? In my last thirty years, I’ve learned a fair amount about finding a job with ADHD (sometimes the hard way) so I thought I’d share some of the most helpful points.
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We ADHD-ers are often brilliant, fascinating and inspired. One thing that we’re generally are not is organized. Our minds just don’t work that way. We really would like to avoid losing things, forgetting appointments and leaving things we need at home, but our minds just don’t run along that organized track.

In the past we managed to control our lives using Day Planners, where we kept our appointments, phone numbers and receipts. That method lacked two things – the ability to search our information easily and access it from anywhere. Now, in the digital age, we have a cornucopia of tools to keep us on track. Here are five free ones that I love.

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The other day, I took an impromptu break at work to buy something to drink. “I’m just so dehydrated,” I told my boss. “My blood pressure medication does that to me – maybe yours is having the same effect.”

Aha. That was probably it. Due to my elevated blood pressure, my doctor had strongly suggested I start on medication, which I had done a few days before. I remember from the last time that I took it that it also can cause moments of dizziness. Yay. I grimaced when the doctor suggested that I start on the medication again, and she said, “The side effects can be unpleasant, but so can your heart enlarging.” Geez, when you put it that way.

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At the end of my first year in college I did the usual exam week cramming. I don’t test well (my brain completely freezes up), so I had opted to write term papers instead of take exams whenever possible. Because I was given to procrastination, the papers weren’t even close to completion on the second to last night. On the advice of a dormmate, I bought a packet of diet pills to help me stay awake all night. Back in 1980, there wasn’t much in the diet pills besides lots and lots of caffeine. Along with other students in the dorm lounge, I popped two every four to six hours.

At 3am, everyone else in the dorm lounge was bright eyed and bushy-tailed, if somewhat exhausted. I picked up on this when I woke up from the snooze I’d fallen into an hour and a half before. This was a source of much amusement to the other lounge occupants, who had not dozed off and were talking and typing away a mile a minute. Granted, they crashed later on due to lack of sleep, but I was frustrated that I couldn’t stay awake, despite dosing myself with caffeine.

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“Grandma Nancy,” my son informed me tonight, as he has done several times before, “does a much better job scratching my back.” “Yes, I know, honey,” I sighed, as I tried to slow down the tempo of said back scratching. “It’s because she’s much calmer than me.” Since Lawrence was a toddler, my stepmother has, on demand, indulged him with a few minutes of back-scratching whenever she sees him, during which he becomes absolutely boneless and quiet. She is somehow able to transmit her calm and sense of center to him.

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We had a 3.2 magnitude earthquake on Saturday, the epicenter located less than a mile away. The entire house shook for about 1 second. Lawrence was in the living room down the hall, so I stepped out of our room and yelled, “Lawrence?” to make sure he was okay. He yelled back, “I didn’t do it!”