Either age or Florida’s rain this past
summer has put my brain in a spin
cycle. Mine is tagged: Handle with care, delicate
cycle, cold water. That explains everything:
My brain has shrunk.
It seems like I’m always looking for
something--simultaneously forgetting
where that ‘something’ was placed.
Drives me nuts…
A day doesn’t go by that I’m asking:
“Has anyone seen my phone?”
Definitely the number one thing that I
misplace, or think I do.
I had it clipped to my shorts when I asked
Paul that question a few days ago.
“It’s on your waistband, Mom.”
At times, I’ll be thinking of something
that I need to buy or do--and whoosh--
gone--flown right out of my head.
So, I stand there, glued to the floor,
trying to recount what I was doing that
hopefully, will bring me back to the matter
at hand--or,in my case--brain.
I write stuff down now.
Tom’s called me 'old forgetful' for years.
Funny, I didn’t forget our 37th wedding
anniversary on the 21st ,or my dental
appointment this morning…
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1 comment:
Hi Nancy,
Happy belated anniversary. Great post. I'm surprised that you evn find the reminder notes. I lose them and have to make another one. LOL Then I have to remember what was on the original note. Gosh!!
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