I went into the office in my house today three times. To do something. Something that by the time that I got there, I had no idea what it was. Three times I walked into that room and just stood there not knowing why I was there.
Funny thing is, by the time I did manage to remember what I had been going in there for, I realized that it was to get a piece of scrap paper - or in my case, an envelope saved from junk mail that I use as scrap paper - and a marker, so that I could leave that note right up there on my glass storm door to remind me to do that on Saturday.
In other words, I kept forgetting to do something that was supposed to remind me to do something else. And I had to do it while I was thinking about it - 3 days early.
It's bad enough to be a woman with all of the clutter our minds have to contend with already. We always have about 100 things going through our minds at one time don't we, so of course it's hard to keep it all straight, right? I know I can blame at least some of my own personal mind clutter on that.
But from somebody who has always been a major multi-tasker, able to handle a whole slew of unrelated tasks all at the same time, someone who used to be able to cite a client file number strictly from memory, someone who never missed a birthday, anniversary, or special occasion, somebody who was able to keep a long to-do list in my head without having to write anything down, why does my mind now seem to have abandoned me, uninterested in keeping track of such things?
Now, I stand with a remote in my hand, positioned in front of the television, but wondering what it was I was going to do. Look for a show to record? Check the Tivo list? See what time something came on?
Or pick up the laptop to do something, get distracted with Twitter, or an email, or a post I was working on and then just stare at the keyboard, having completely forgotten what it was I originally intended to do.
Or walk to a room on a deliberate mission 3 times, and forget why.
Is it just because at any given time there are still a hundred things going through my mind? And there just isn't enough room left in my 52 year old memory bank to keep it all up there in an organized manner anymore?
Or is menopause just really that cruel?
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