The remembering was the part I always lost

I’m Rob. I live in Austin with my husband and our three boys, on Yarbrough Drive, which is why we’re the YarBros. I’ve known about the ADHD for a long time. The autism diagnosis came in early 2025, and it explained a pattern I had treated as a character flaw: the ideas arrived whole, and the follow-through did not. I could hold a three-year product vision and lose the thread of a Tuesday.

For most of my career the job was to describe software clearly enough that other people would build it. I was good at that. I was also quietly furious about it. The distance between an idea and a working thing was always someone else’s calendar. Then the coding tools got good enough that the bottleneck stopped being my hands. I started building. Badly at first. The first version of everything here fell over the moment it met a real week.

More and more apps run the household now. They do the parts my brain drops: what we’re eating, where the paperwork went, which emails need me, what I should do next. None of them were built to be shown to anyone. They exist because those were the things that kept falling on me.

What I know now that I didn’t as a PM: the interesting work is almost never the model or the feature. It is the memory. Where the answer gets written down so nobody has to decide it twice. That’s most of what I write about, and it’s why this is called Working Memory.

The career version of that same instinct is on the work page. The longer version of the diagnosis is on AuDHD & tools.