My closest friends have a nickname for me -- steel trap. I have always been able to remember just about everything. I can think back and remember what I wore on my very first day as Miss Royce at New Life. I remember what I got people for Christmas years back and I can remember what they got me. I probably can even tell a few of my friends what they got for Christmas and even what they gave. I remember every single detail to stories. I still know all the lyrics to every Backstreet Boys' song. I really call it a blessing and a curse. The blessing is obvious -- I remember everything. The curse is not so obvious -- but it's that I REMEMBER EVERYTHING. Do you know how hard it is to let someone tell a story where they have mixed up the details? It's tough.
Well, anyway, since becoming pregnant and now being a mom, something has happened to my steel trap. It's not as strong as it once was. I go into rooms and completely forget why I am there. I go to Target or the grocery store about three times a week -- and not for fun, but because I get home from a trip to one of these places only to realize I've forgotten three or four things. Things happen during the day that I think, "Oh, I have to tell Derek about that when he gets home." Only to have my memory come up blank when we are talking. And then there's this blog. I can't even say how many times in the last few weeks I've thought about writing a blog about something that happened. And what happened today when I finally had time to sit down and write? I couldn't think of anything to say.
And so I'm making a resolution (a Thanksgiving resolution?) to write things down more often. This is a hard habit to begin for someone who has spent most of her life able to just recall anything she needs. But in order to survive I think this needs to happen. This shouldn't be too hard to do either -- I've got an iphone, you would think it would be easy to just make a note on there. But if I'm honest, I'm very old school when it comes to "writing things down." I need to actually write. With a pencil or a pen. On paper. I've even tried to use my calendar on my phone to keep track of things. I've failed. I'm putting a paper calendar on my Christmas list.
Some of the fun things that have happened in the recent weeks that come to my mind (after much thought)
-Vera rolled over once -- still waiting for the second time, but it was exciting nonetheless
-Derek threw me a surprise party :)
-I finally celebrated my golden birthday -- it took 31 years but it was worth it
There should be so many more things here but alas, this is it. (I'm pretty positive I'll remember five more things after I post this.)
Granted, I guess I still have one thing going for me -- I still remember all those Backstreet Boys' lyrics.
2 comments:
Perhaps the curse of you're not remembering things as you once did is our blessing! You're such a wonderful writer, and I enjoy reading your everyday thoughts. Love you!
Maria
And for the record....I'll always refer to you as a steel trap ;)
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