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When your short term memory clunks and rattles so that you must think hard about simple things, like did I just take that pill or not. While the old long term memory unit still hits data over and over that you'd like to purge from the system.
I question myself a lot. Second-guessing. Do it all the time.
Wednesday, I made a big jug of mint tea. Saturday, I ran some in my quart jar to take to synagogue, and when I came home, there was mint tea all over the floor, all in the 'fridge, and one of the large door trays was full of mint tea. I was livid. At me. How could I be so stupid as to leave the tea jug runnning. Angry, I went to bed, to sleep it off, and I didn't wake up feeling any better about myself. This getting older stinks.
My husband came home, and I tried to be nice, but I fear I came across surly. And least moody. Perhaps just a senior citizen brat. I wasn't about to tell him how stupid I'd been, but I was thinking he would soon find out. After all, he drank more of the mint tea than I did.
Sunday morning, while he was at his church, I made more. Sneaky.
Still upset with myself, I checked and rechecked the jugs little faucet. It was off. Yes, I made sure! Then I took the old mint leaves out to throw them away.
When I came in, there was mint tea all over the floor. The 'fridge was already full, and the door's tray was already three inches deep with it. I quickly turned off the spiggot.
Now, this time, I was sure! Sure that I was sure! So holding the other door open, I closed the door nearest the jug of tea. Sure enough, as it closed, it hit the spiggot's handle just right, spilling tea.
Angry at losing more of the delicious tea, I was relieved to learn that i had not left the spiggot on! Felt a little better about myself! I'm not that forgetful! Yet!!
So I quickly started switching trays in the refrigerator door, until nothing came near to the height that would turn on the spiggot. Only then did I admit to my husband what I had done. I told him that it convinced me that sometimes, when we are so quick to accuse ourselves of "losing it," there is more likely an easy explanation. We shouldn't be so hard on ourselves.
You go to the C-D thread, "What Song Was Number 1 On The Day You Were Born" to check out the US, British and Canadian Number 1's on your birthdate and find out this, "Sorry - the information we have for the Canadian charts starts in 1957" you know, as if before then, they couldn't write the information down on THE CAVE WALLS!
You go to the C-D thread, "What Song Was Number 1 On The Day You Were Born" to check out the US, British and Canadian Number 1's on your birthdate and find out this, "Sorry - the information we have for the Canadian charts starts in 1957" you know, as if before then, they couldn't write the information down on THE CAVE WALLS!
I don't dare look Laura. It was probably someone like Rudy Vallee....
U know I find restroom location is something I need to consider more when going places... And u could tell if guys are seriously trying to date ur or just take advantage of you- a skill I could have used when I was younger
When you are watching TV and you first realize that all the up-and-coming talent is younger than you. This hits ya in your thirties. Now I see those little twerps and realize that I have grandchildren older than they are.
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