In One Room and Out the Other
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I’m all too familiar with the expression ‘in one ear and out the other.’ I’ve been guilty on many counts of hearing and forgetting—just like that. But lately as I grow older I’m creating my own variation of that saying.
‘In one room and out the other’ is becoming the norm around my house. I walk into the office to make a note on my ‘to do’ list, forget what I wanted to write, so I move on to the kitchen and then out the front door to get the newspaper, ignoring my plan to make oatmeal for breakfast.
Oh dear! Gettin’ old is indeed wearisome. But God knows my situation better than I do so today I’m turning it over to the Lord and trusting that when I enter a room with a goal in mind, I’ll actually remember it, complete the task, and thank God for it.
Today’s goals:
Water plants on porch and deck
Finish blog for next week
Call a friend and catch up
Read the final chapters of my current mystery
Attend a meeting at church
Mail a package
Rest
“Discipline is the bridge between goals and accomplishments.” – Jim Rohn,
American author and motivational speaker
P. S. Dear Readers: Please tell me I am not alone in this. 😊
You are not alone!
Thanks, Ethel. I feel better already!
I call it mental pause…eventually, I remember what I went into that room for! I know and understand the Lord has a plan😁!
Good way to look at it, Elaine. Thanks for sharing.
As we age our brains become so filled with wisdom and knowledge that a little overflows and gets lost from time to time. That’s what I tell myself when I forget things.
I love your approach, Janet. Wisdom. I’ll remember that. 😊
You are definitely NOT alone! My problem is I can go into my room where I do my card writing and look at some cards to select, not in the “mood” to write so I go to the computer to check my emails, still do not go back to write the cards-I just say “Oh, well, I will write them tomorrow!
I don’t forget I just “don’t do it”! If they gave prizes for procrastination I would win first place every time! At least YOU always get your blog out on Monday’s!
Love to you!! margaret
As always, you give me a reason to smile, Margaret. 😊
That happened to me today. My plan was to make another batch of strawberry jam, so I went to the store for 3 items, strawberries, milk for my cereal and a new sponge. I said to myself that I don’t need to make a list, only needing 3 items, strawberries, milk and a sponge, surly I could remember 3 items, NOT. I got the strawberries and milk and couldn’t remember the third item. I must have stood in the milk aisle for 5 minutes trying to remember. In my mind I went through the rooms in my house, bedroom,bathroom, kitchen, nothing came to mind, so I checked out and went home. I was telling my roommate and then it came to me THE SPONGE! Oh well, tomorrow is another day.
How funny, Judi. I have the same issue. I need a shopping list or I’m sure to forget at least one thing and it’s often the most important.
I’m thinking that a good number can identify with what you’ve written- including me!
Yes, Glenda. I’m definitely not feeling alone anymore. 😊
You are SOOOOO NOT alone! I call it menopause brain — however; I guess since that happened ten years ago I might want to update my thought process…. Sending hugs and using my lists!
Hi Patti.Yippee. You’re in this with me. 😍
For sure you’re not alone, Karen! I am not liking this forgetting thing…more importantly for me is, not being able to recall a word or a thought as readily as I used to. I have to remember to be kind to myself. I often go straight to mad. I now have papers everywhere telling me what’s next. I have to be okay with that, I guess!
Thanks, Heidi. I’m relating to you big time. But I’m also being kind to myself too.
Thank you Karen for the oh so timely blog. True confession – I can even miss something on my list. What is that all about??? Moving is the best excuse I can give. Boxes everywhere. Keeping up with the the necessary thingies challenge. Best I can do is have a pending file. Now if I can just remember to check it. One plus the boxes are dwindling.
Hi Joan. Good to hear from you. I’m enjoying reading your experience. So familiar!! 😊
Karen, you are definitely not alone. This sort of thing happens to me many times a day!
Thanks, Nancy. It appears we’re all in this together. 💕
I heard it was a door jam issue. That when you walk through a doorway it erases the memory of what you went into the room for. I have tested this theory many times and it is absolutely true. Ha ha I have trouble now when I re-organize in my home I cannot remember the new place where I stored something. Yikes maybe I’ll just stay with the old way.
This is such fun to read, Pam. I like that theory. I feel better already.
Gurl, can I relate! ☺️
I turned 40 and that didn’t bother me.
I gained a little weight and that didn’t bother me.
I started to lose my energy quicker and I got concerned.
So, I devised an exercise plan to rebuild my stamina.
I put on my cute exercise outfit and started up my stairs.
I went up once and back down.
Up a 2nd time and back down.
Up a 3rd time…stopped & thought,
What in the world did I come up here for??
Then, I looked down at my sneakers and remembered
I’m exercising! 🤦♀️
Now, that bothered me!
I sat on the stairs, had a good cry, called my husband and said, “It’s official, I’m old!”
We’ve been laughing about that for the 13 years since.
(Although, it took me a few days to find the humor in it.)
🌸Smiles, B
This is a great true story, Beth. I’m chuckling. You made my day!
Karen, before the week is done I usually manage to get it all done around the house, but still forget events that take place, such as singings and meeting outside my church. I receive a newsletter from the Business Professional Women’s club, I belong to so, that jogs my thinking process! I am getting slower and not quiet as able to carry take-out food and drink home and in house, as before! Now I remember my mom going thru this same ordeal….live & learn! Let the young enjoy the ‘now’ life, just like we did!! STILL BLESSED< HOWEVER!!!
I can relate, Mary. Thanks for sharing some of your challenges. I love hearing, however, that you still feel blessed, as do I.