I hope not, although recently I seem to have caught an accute case of it. I had a great idea for a blog post on Saturday, but between having the idea and screwing my ankle (AGAIN!!!), by the time I got home I had forgotten it.
This is happening with monotonous regularity at the moment too. I have recently taken to walking out of my living room (the real one, not the bar downstairs) and into the kitchen…only to instantly forget why I had done it.
And what is it with that nagging feeling you get, like you have forgotten soething or need to be somewhere….only to remember….JUST AFTER IT IS TOO BLOODY LATE!!!??!!! Damnit.
I would like to attribute this to something interesting like drug abuse or at least a frontal lobotomy. Unfortunately though, I can only really attribute it to age.
I am only 34 years old, please stop screwing with me and allow me to remember my name, address and if I am hungry or not.
Please stop hiding my keys and forcing me to write shopping lists for anything more than 3 items.Â Help me remember phone numbers like I used to, or at least to remember my own phone number for more than a couple of days.
When I login to my online banking to see my account, please don’t make me login a 2nd time 1 second after logging out, just to check what the balance actually was.
It would be nice if I could leave my apartment, with the keys in my hand, and not have to stare at my hand for a full minute before plucking up the courage to close the door.
2 years ago I didn’t even need a notebook in meetings, now I have to write the meeting room number and location ON my bloody notebook so I remember which room when I get there.Â If you could sort that out I would be grateful.
And finally, I would like very much to … ummm … sod it … you get the point.
Kind regards in advance of your co-operation
I don’t know if I will get a reply or not, but it has to be worth a go.