Senior Moment

[dragoneggs]

Two weeks ago I opened our back storm door, it caught my shoe, stopping it from opening all the way. I stepped forward and caught the thin edge of the door square in my chest. It knocked me backwards down the 4 steps to the back door!

Later that night at work, I again walked straight into the edge of a restroom door that I only partially opened and it caught me in the exact same place.

At home again that night, I was moving through the house with the lights off so I wouldn't wake up my wife. Guess what? I walked into the edge of the bathroom door and got floored into the hallway.

As I sat there on the floor, contemplating death as surely this was a sign, I took the time to reflect on my life. Then I went and had an oatmeal cream pie with a glass of milk and all was well. :licking:

However, after two weeks now, it still feels like I may have cracked a rib. Its finally getting easier to breath deep breaths and I can start doing dips again.

I guess they are all not funny... hang in there! :licking:

 

[DieselBound]

My ex wife once was out in a grocery parking lot trying desperately to get the car door to open with the car's remote. Some good samaritin got her the needed help: "use the key in the door!":laughing: This wasn't an old age thing; but, it's the same- your mind is totally engaged in other things and not really, truly, engaged in the task at hand (you may think it is, but it's not- it's only going through the motions).

More and more I find that I am unable to find things that are hidden in plain site. I just hate "hidden" things!:laughing: My current wife seems to love losing things as she's always so excited when she finds them! I often employ her enthusiasm in finding stuff that I"m missing

 

[Wagtail]

Subscribed... this thread ought to be a good one! :duh:

I strongly object to the posting of content-free comments simply for the purpose of 'bookmarking' a thread.

(which, of course, is not what I'm doing)

 

[check]

My ex wife once was out in a grocery parking lot trying desperately to get the car door to open with the car's remote. Some good samaritin got her the needed help: "use the key in the door!":laughing: This wasn't an old age thing; but, it's the same- your mind is totally engaged in other things and not really, truly, engaged in the task at hand (you may think it is, but it's not- it's only going through the motions). More and more I find that I am unable to find things that are hidden in plain site. I just hate "hidden" things!:laughing: My current wife seems to love losing things as she's always so excited when she finds them! I often employ her enthusiasm in finding stuff that I"m missing

A lot of this kind of stuff just might be due to the lack of adequate sleep. You'd be amazed at the difference in your ability to perform if you've slept a good eight hours versus even only five! (Check out the research on this.)

 

[DieselBound]

I thought of this kind of stuff just might be due to the lack of adequate sleep. You'd be amazed at the difference in your ability to perform if you've slept eight hours versus even only five!

Yes, that can play some part in it all. I'd heard, and I'm not sure it was a ruse or not, that as we age we have taken on a LOT more information and retrieval of information becomes a bit more difficult as our brains have to rummage around through a lot more stuff.

 

[Thomas]

Only going to get better...not,but it can play in your favor when your bride ask you to do something which you don't want to do.

 

[DieselBound]

Only going to get better...not,but it can play in your favor when your bride ask you to do something which you don't want to do.

Ha ha! I think that's called selective remembering (or, selective forgetting)!

My wife is used to my over-thinking things, so when I don't want to do it I claim that I'm "thinking" about it

 

[Gunny]

I sat down one Friday and made up a meticulous list of everything I'd need to do a remodel job on a rental house, took about an hour making sure I had everything written down so I wouldn't forget.
Got up the next morning, drove 60 miles to the big city and as I parked at the first stop, I realized that I'd left my list right on the work bench where I'd figured it out.

No big problem, call the wife and ask her to go retrieve it and give me the list over the phone. She calls back to tell me that the shop is locked and I'd borrowed her key to it the day before and hadn't returned it.

So instead of a one morning shopping trip to pick up all my materials, it turned into a two day event.

 

[oosik]

I've started leaving the keys to my vehicles "stashed" in/on the vehicle. I get so tired/upset having to walk back to the house to get a set of keys.

And @ 74 - I've decided that its long past time start going the other way with my age. A month ago, I fell while limbing a large downed pine tree. My hand is finally feeling better. As I progressively get younger I don't expect to fall so often and it certainly will not take so long to heal.

I will gladly relinquish wisdom, that comes with age, for agility/strength that comes with youth. I won't be giving up much anyway.

 

[DieselBound]

Speaking of heading out and forgetting stuff, I usually have several things planned when I go to do anything (every time I walk out the house- several destination points on the property). This almost always guarantees that I forget something! I tend to turn my manifest into a number count of things, which becomes problematic when adding or picking up something at the last minute. If I had a nickel for every time I cussed when I found myself at some destination point and discovered that I forgot something...