If you're anything like me, you like to be perfect. You like to do things to completion or do things "the best" way. In terms of coffee, this often means that I want to make myself a perfect latte every time I get up in the morning. I used to get really furious with myself when that didn't happen. I mean, I'm a barista. I'm on my way to work, for crying out loud! Why can't I just make my latte at home?!
In terms of executive functioning... that's a lot of steps. I've got to turn on my espresso machine, pour the grounds, tamp them, steam the milk...
It takes a bit of time. But more importantly, it creates more for me to do. It creates more dishes, more expectations... It takes up more energy.
Sometimes, I only have "instant coffee" levels of energy and executive functioning. All I'm able to do is pour the stuff into water, stir it, and hope it's decent.
Sometimes, I only have "pot of coffee" levels of energy and executive functioning. I can turn on a machine, pour some grounds, and pour some water. I can then pour the coffee into a mug and add some cream.
And sometimes, I have "fancy latte" levels of energy and executive functioning. I can break out the espresso machine and pull out all the stops to make a beautiful, delicious treat for myself.
More often than not, though, I'm going to be at one of the lower two levels. See, as ADHDers, we lack a lot of the executive functioning that neurotypicals have. No matter how early we get up or how much we desperately want that latte, it's just not gonna happen for us.
And that's okay. That's how our brains work.
I stopped bullying myself for just "not trying hard enough" a while ago. I started accepting my "instant coffee" days as part of my life that isn't necessarily good or bad, it just is.
I accepted it. I bought some instant coffee. And would you guess what happened? I have coffee every morning before work. I have the caffeine that I know my brain needs instead of skipping it altogether because I couldn't make a latte at ridiculous 'o clock. I start my day with my coffee rather than upset with myself over trying to get my brain to work like a neurotypical person's.
The same goes for other aspects of life, too. Whether it's art, writing, cooking, or cleaning, sometimes the easier option is all you can manage. Sometimes simple is okay too. Something's better than nothing and perfection is impossible.
I hope you treat yourself kindly this weekend.