My friend Cindy and I were teasing each other this morning about which of us was more forgetful, kind of like a battle of "Yo Mama" jokes about dementia--but WE are the Mamas. She assured me that my forgetting to phone someone, or to take the clothes out of the washing machine, merely reflects that I have three jobs--Mom, Writer, Teacher--and am approaching 50. Some assurance, huh?!
Not five minutes after saying goodbye to her, I reached into my cupboard for a cup so that I could take my fish oil capsule (per Cindy's admonition during our morning get-together--oy, do I sound old or what?). To my shock, I found a half-full cup of coffee sitting among the empty cups! "What the heck!" I could feel my eyes popping out, followed by my hysterical laughter. Alone in my house, freaking out my poor dogs, I howled till my eyes started streaming, and then I picked up the phone.
"Cindy!" I recorded something like this on her message machine: "Okay, I have officially topped you in the battle over who is more demented! I just found a half-full cup of coffee in my cupboard!" I could barely get out the words, I was guffawing so. She called me back within a few minutes, and we continued laughing together. She admitted that my "senior moment" topped all!
At least I called the cup "half-full."
That is too hilarious! The other day I was running around my house trying to get stuff done before we needed to get out the door, and when I went to throw something away in the trash can, I found that I'd thrown my dishtowels away instead of putting them in the dirty clothes like I'd meant to do. Well, I guess that's one way to the laundry, right?
ReplyDeleteI've done that before. Once while getting milk out of the fridge while doing my homework, I accidently put my pen in the fridge. I looked around for it a little bit and then gave up. Later that night while getting milk out of the fridge again, I found the pen sitting in the fridge beside the milk. Thus, dementia isn't something of age! Rather, dementia is merely for the demented! Like me! Yay!
ReplyDeleteI have been like that my whole life! Only now it is more socially acceptable :D The easiest thing was to post anonymously but this is your childhood neighbor Leslie!
ReplyDeleteJust a few minutes ago, I nearly put the entire gallon of milk in the pantry instead of the refrigerator. What is it with the milk? And I now wonder how many things I've actually thrown away (not catching myself like Melissa) unintentionally. Makes me wonder....
ReplyDeleteGreat story Susan!
Judy Brennan :)
Thanks, everyone, for sharing your own demented moments! I look forward to the day when I can wear white hair and feel happy to be OLD (rather than "aging"), insult whomever I please, talk to myself without drawing any attention, and blurt every crazy thought that pops into my head!
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