Remembering Not to Forget

Remembering Not to Forget

How many times a day (an hour) do I say to myself:  “I must remember to do, phone, email, organize, write, clean, clear out, cook, plan, plan for, pick up, drop off, confirm, decline, tell, not tell,”….geez, there are only so many lists of things-to-do that one can make (and then try to remember where one put the damn list(s)).  A doctor once explained the difference between senility and Alzheimer’s to me:  you can put your eyeglasses away in the fridge rather than in their case and, say, in a drawer–that’s senility, but if you look at your eyeglasses and have no idea what they are and what they’re used for, that’s Alzheimer’s.   He couldn’t have been clearer.  This weekend, as Dave and I attended the lovely, original wedding of my cousin’s daughter, three  items were forgotten, including the valise which contained my fancy dress (I wasn’t about to attend a wedding while dressed as a lumberjack!).  

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