Oh Poltergoose. The student loan deferment thing. Every year it arrives and I say to myself I WILL DO IT IN GOOD TIME. And then every year I find myself scrambling around with a week to go, printing out bank statements and getting DP to do a letter of third-party support. And the kicker is that at various times in the interval between receiving the deferment pack and actually having to do it, it swims through my mind in a tidal wave of dread and anxiety. And why? As you say, it isn't hard...it's just filling in a form and supplying some evidence. I've been deferring for years, I know what to expect and when to expect it. Yet somehow it blindsides me every time.
Anyway. Mine is done for this year. I had the confirmation through a few weeks ago.
I suppose this is part of that "executive function" thing. I read those links on the last thread (which I was on under a different name
, just realised I'm typing away without saying hello or anything, sorry!) with a sort of sense of cataclysmic epiphany. THAT'S ME. I showed DP and he read them and just went "yep, that's you all right." Quite staggered that there is a name for the not being able to start things, or finish things, or figure out how to do things that other people just do.
Like when I signed up to Audible for some forgotten reason, even though I don't use audiobooks. It was costing me £7.99 a month and I never used the credits. I kept thinking I should cancel it, and got as far as finding the website, but it said I needed to phone up and cancel so I didn't get to it for eight months. How stupid is that?
Going to read the rest of the thread now, and hope to contribute a bit more. It is really helping. I have some major issues arising just lately, and the idea that I may be / probably am ASD explains them frighteningly well 
A more pressing (but much less serious!) issue is that I have to go on holiday next month and am really apprehensive about that. I have to go as it's an extended family thing, and the DCs will love it of course, just, you know...I have to go on a plane. I have to stay somewhere else. I will be without my routines and comfort activities. It will be horribly hot. I will have to be with other people every day for long periods of time, going places, eating out, talking like a normal person
. I'm sure I heard the crazy idea somewhere that holidays are a fun thing that people enjoy and find relaxing. Like I said, crazy 