Tuesday, January 6, 2009

I've lost it

At one time (I can't remember when now, which is part of the problem) I was queen of the house. I knew where everything was. I could find anything. Part of this was logic and part was a fantastic memory. Everyone came to Mom when they couldn't find something and I would magically produce what they were searching for.

When I was younger, I was great at card games. I could remember what cards were played or discarded like in Rummy, Crazy Eights, Uno, etc. It got so no one wanted to play with me. I also was very good at Trivial Pursuit because I would remember the most random things. Now I can't remember if I fed the cats this morning. Ok, I can remember that but the cats would like me to forget it and feed them again.

But what bugs me is that I can't remember where I put things anymore. This not to be confused with "safe places". This is just like where I set down my glasses kind of thing. It's like a huge version of "I came into this room for something, but can't remember what" syndrome. I'm a visualization person. In my minds eye, I see my world. I see where things are, what has to be done, what things should look like. Lately it's like everything is in my peripheral vision, just on the edge and if I turn my head sharply I might glimpse it. So that's what I've been doing but I'm just getting whiplash! I tried writing down things on a to-do list or a where did I put that list, but I can't remember where I left my note pad. That reminds me that I can't find my purse size date calendar. It still has 7 months left on it and I remember taking it out of my purse to make room for other important things and put it in a "safe place" (those damn safe places again!)

In truth, I know what my problem is, it's organization. So although it's Jan 6th (better late than never?), I am now making a resolution to be more organized. To make some sense of the chaos of my life. I'll get started as soon as I find my damn note pad.


  1. I once forgot that I forgot what I forgot I forgot. In the "safe place". Wow, that didn't make any sense at all. You're welcome. Don't lost this.

  2. Don't feel bad. I feel the exact same way. In fact, I once lost my keys at work and they were RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME all day. I found them the next day when I went into the cabinet they were hanging out of IN PLAIN SIGHT...ALL DAY LONG


  3. I never know where anything is in my house. I do house-wide searches that last for hours only to fine my stupid sunglesses ON MY HEAD. Or the keys of the car IN THE IGNITION. I'm completely confused most of the time but I swore off resolutions after last year's debacle so obviously that means I'm powerless to do anything about it. Or I'm just lazy. Whatever.