03/13/2020 – Friday the 13th

One of the side effects of aging seems
to be forgetfulness. Of course, we all
forget things our entire lives, but as
we get older, we tend to blame it on
aging.


I make lists, my guy and I remind each
other. We use mnemonic devices. You'll
laugh, but even as I'm falling asleep, I
repeat things to remember over and over.
Since we have a system, we do pretty
wee. But, you can bet your life savings
that we always forget something!

This weekend, we're traveling in the
Lady Salem because I'm up for yet
another tat. We wanted to leave in
such a way as to avoid heavy traffic.
So, we loaded and ready to go.
We check our own lists and each
other's. We make about three runs
around the cabin to ensure we didn't
forget anything. We're good, right?!

Wrong!!! My guy forgot his sleeping
meds and to lock up his docs. I left
the bag hanging on the door knob
(You know, so I wouldn't forget it)
but bottom line, we ended up leaving
all the most important things. God
in heaven, it never ends! Oh wait,
Can I blame this on Friday the 13th?

One call to a bestie and the docs were
taken care of. Food can be bought any
where. But there were precious things
in that bag that can't be replaced.
Sometimes I despair. I promise not to
make a deal with the devil, but somehow
I need to find a way to spur my memory
onto bigger and better things! Help!

pray don' lets forget
make list check twice or thrice
help naught seems to work