Senility is setting in, only we do not refer to this problem, in this PC world, as senility, nor as Alzheimer's, but gently as "senior moments". At least I do, but then I am seriously involved.
To combat this scourge, I make copious notes.
I keep a note pad next to the computer and one on the dining table. The two places I do most of my thinking ( maybe I should extend to one in the bathroom as well .....)
No matter.
But the trouble arises when, on reading these notes, I have no idea what I meant to notate.
To wit.
One page would have entries like this:
Annemarie----Movies---The King Is Alive...The Intended....( Den Du Frygter )
Waist....40----41
Ian Rankin > John Rebus ( Exit Music )
Tableful..> pl.? table(s)ful
James and Kathy...Vacation ? price...Apr.3 to 13-14
Now most of these, being fairly recent, make sense. But if I go back a few pages, I really don't understand the notes anymore.
So why, you might wonder, do I bother.
well, it makes sense when I make the notes and maybe, just maybe, should I need some info later, I can find it on some old page. Or not. At least I tried..........when I remembered.
Getting old is so much fun.
NOT.
1 comment:
Kris and I both have note pads (everywhere!) She is 1000x worse than anyone I know. Our note taking is crazy but we put much detail into each thing we draw or write, so it isn't mumbo jumbo. I don't think you're having a senior moment, just too little detail for the long run.
(my note pads are also full of scribble art from Riley)
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