07 November 2011
I have the memory of a gnat.
At Panera the yesterday, one lady went around letting people know that someone left their keys and cell phone in the restroom. My first thought? "Whew, glad I didn't use the restroom, or that definitely would've been me!"
Then I realized that I couldn't find my keys or cell phone.
So to recap, not only did I forget my keys & cell phone in the restroom, but I'd forgotten altogether that I even WENT to the restroom!
This has pretty much been the theme of my life lately. I can't remember anything. And I didn't really have a good memory to start with!
And I can't even begin to tell you how many times I looked at the clock in my car yesterday (which hadn't been switched yet from the time change) & thought I was running an hour behind. Serious freak-out time! Like one of those bad dreams where even though you know you have a mid-term at 1:00pm & you can't make it up, you still manage to be an hour late & miss it, therefore failing the class.
Did I mention I dream about school a lot? I graduated college four years ago. Four years since I've sat in a classroom & taken a test. And now I dream about it roughly 5 times a week.
Whew... concentrate, Susan, concentrate.
Yes, I have the memory of a gnat.