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stormdogI was going to write a post that went on and on about marble roller coasters and how neat they are and how much I want one, along with links to a bunch of neat YouTube videos of them. I may do that later.
Today, I'm feeling really stupid because I'm continuing to forget things. I shipped a laptop yesterday that was part of a group that I was told last week not to ship from because they were already spoken for. At least, I'm told that I was told that; I don't remember.
I looked to see when my appointment with the neurologist was and realized that I'd forgotten to put it in Google Calendar, and I can't remember when it is. I can't even remember what date it is without looking at my post on it from a little while back. I have to call the office and find out when it is, but I can't remember what I did with the phone number; I'll have to find the general number online again and get routed around to the right office.
And worst of all, I was remembering talking to Andrea last night about how, when I was a kid, I told my parents that I worried that I'd be one of the people who leave their child in a car and forget about them on a hot day, or who put them in the yard and forget they're out there. Even back then I worried because I knew that I was easily distractable and had a tendency toward forgetfulness. But my dad assured me that, if it was something really important, I wouldn't forget. I just don't think I believe that anymore.
Anyway, I was thinking about that talk when it suddenly occurred to me that I couldn't remember if I'd let Kuma in to the house after I brought him outside that morning. I was pretty sure I had, but I don't trust myself to remember for sure, and I couldn't seem to find any specific memories of letting him in the door, walking him upstairs, or locking his crate. I just didn't know. I didn't panic, but it was close. If I hadn't been able to get ahold of someone at my parents' house who was willing to walk over and check for me, I would have left and gone home.
Fortunately, he was there, and I hadn't been quite that dumb. But I worry that at some point I will be.
Today, I'm feeling really stupid because I'm continuing to forget things. I shipped a laptop yesterday that was part of a group that I was told last week not to ship from because they were already spoken for. At least, I'm told that I was told that; I don't remember.
I looked to see when my appointment with the neurologist was and realized that I'd forgotten to put it in Google Calendar, and I can't remember when it is. I can't even remember what date it is without looking at my post on it from a little while back. I have to call the office and find out when it is, but I can't remember what I did with the phone number; I'll have to find the general number online again and get routed around to the right office.
And worst of all, I was remembering talking to Andrea last night about how, when I was a kid, I told my parents that I worried that I'd be one of the people who leave their child in a car and forget about them on a hot day, or who put them in the yard and forget they're out there. Even back then I worried because I knew that I was easily distractable and had a tendency toward forgetfulness. But my dad assured me that, if it was something really important, I wouldn't forget. I just don't think I believe that anymore.
Anyway, I was thinking about that talk when it suddenly occurred to me that I couldn't remember if I'd let Kuma in to the house after I brought him outside that morning. I was pretty sure I had, but I don't trust myself to remember for sure, and I couldn't seem to find any specific memories of letting him in the door, walking him upstairs, or locking his crate. I just didn't know. I didn't panic, but it was close. If I hadn't been able to get ahold of someone at my parents' house who was willing to walk over and check for me, I would have left and gone home.
Fortunately, he was there, and I hadn't been quite that dumb. But I worry that at some point I will be.
