I’m not absent-minded – it’s gremlins
It has been that kind of week.
You know what I mean. The kind where you lose something and then find it right in front of you…
I just spent about a half-hour looking for my memory sticks – thumb drives I keep all my news on by week. It wasn’t in my purse, on the desk, on the floor or in the wastebasket. I even called the office to see if I had left it there.
Just when I had decided I would have to start over again and had lost all of my stuff (about five years’ worth of stories and columns), I looked to my right and there they were, right on top of the computer hard drive – and in plain sight!
I really believe in gremlins because I can’t possibly be that absent-minded – or blind can I?.
For example – my keys – it used to be that unless I tie them to my wrist, they disappeared on almost a daily basis. Once I found them in the refrigerator! I really don’t think that I could possibly be that absent minded.
Or maybe I am.
We have pretty much solved that key problem of mine. We have a little cupboard on the wall by the door for keys – if you bring them in, you’re supposed to hang them up, or, for my benefit, we usually leave them right in the car when it is in the garage.
It doesn’t help me with the other stuff though.
Not too long ago, as I was leaving a township meeting, I backed into the cement “bumper” around a light pole, one that I actually had to drive around when I was pulling into the parking place. And when I pulled in I reminded myself to remember it was there!
Now that I know where to look for my keys, I seem to lose the memory sticks in their place. I’ve been known to leave them at the office on Thursday quite often, or put them down in a different place every time when I come home with them…
Or I remember them, and walk out and leave my camera behind, making a return trip necessary since that is nearly as important to keep handy.
The other day, I even walked out of the grocery and actually left my purse in the basket. I have no idea what I was thinking about, but I only made it about 20 feet before I missed it and narrowly averted a real disaster.
If you’ve ever lost a wallet, you know what I mean. Replacing all the stuff you keep in there can take months. I know because I had mine stolen once when I was in college. Losing the money was the least important thing that happened. Replacing every important piece of paper in there was a nightmare. These days it would be even worse because you have to factor in four or five credit cards.
Being absent minded seems to be one of my worst faults. This type of thing always seems to happen when I am the busiest and for some reason this week has been that kind of week. I don’t seem to be getting my work done very fast and this week’s deadline is looming again.
Of course it would probably help if I weren’t such a procrastinator, putting everything off as long as humanly possible.
Then I find myself struggling once again to get it all done before we have to put the paper together again, and mad at myself for leaving it until the last minute – again.
I would say it is old age, but I’ve pretty much been this way my whole life.
I will just keep believing all the confusion is caused by gremlins. After all, It is easier to blame it all on those little green guys who hide out and cause as much mischief as possible especially when you just don’t have the time to deal with it.