Aug. 22, 2015

I can't remember

I forgot my cell while running errands.  After the initial shock, the full blown anxiety attack and hanging my head out the window like a dog to get fresh air, I was okay.

Jeff and Katie love country western music.  I do not.  Told Jeff that I like some old country, and he said to listen to 97.1 fm.  Gave it a try and Patsy Cline was singing "I Fall to Pieces."  Thought wow that's good stuff.  The next song "Sleeping Single in a Double Bed"....  off goes the radio.

Here's me....on my way to the bedroom for something.  I stop cold because I can't remember what I was going to get or what I was going to do once I got there.  Now, I can remember how many moles on my 10th grade history teacher's face, but can't remember why I'm headed to the bedroom.  What's up with that?

On Facebook, I will rarely read a long post unless it is numbered.  Example: "What are the 7 main reasons you can't remember why you were headed to the bedroom."

I leave you with this:  "I like to reminisce with people I don't know." -unknown-