True Confessions of an Airhead

I forget things & I lose stuff.    Eventhough I can’t remember things, I hate the bother of writing them down.  Those notes just accumulate in huge piles that eventually get lost.  I don’t answer my phone & I hate returning messages.  Sometimes this is a problem, but most often not.  I try to get things that I need to do done immediately, before I have time to forget them, that doesn’t always work either.  I am an idea person, I will think of things that most others will not.  I am particularly good at creative problem solving and I am really good at jigsaw puzzles.  I am terrible at games requiring any sort of strategizing in order to win.  Please don’t interrupt my train of thought, because once I lose it I cannot find it again.  New thoughts &  ideas burst out of my mouth without warning & without waiting for my turn to speak…. these are usually my best ideas so please don’t let them annoy you.

If you are an organized, “i dotting/t crossing type person” this will drive you insane.   …. it just occured to me that I DO NOT dot my “i”‘s, I do, however, cross my t’s…..  Since there is little that I can do about your compulsiveness  problem, I don’t worry about it.  If I remember, I will tell you in advance not to call me & expect an answer.

Things I forgot this week included locking the door on Dandy’s stall.  That Dandy is a crafty fellow and he knows that freedom and unlimited snacking lie on the other side of that stall door.  Imagine his joy when he jiggled the handle & discovered he could just push that baby open and enjoy 5 hours of total unsupervised freedom!  Imagine the surprise of his care taker when she arrived and found him comfortably curled up in the hay room in a state of post-gorging bliss.  Imagine my embarassment when I got the “you idiot you forgot to lock the stall door” phone call.  To tell you the truth, I really wan’t that  embarassed or that surpised.  These things are every day occurances and so long as nobody dies, I couldn’t care less.  I have bigger things to worry about, such as, is this Alzheimer’s or not????

Saturday I leave for Mexico for two wonderful weeks.  I will forget to bring things that I really need and may have already lost my tickets & passport… I’ll figure that out later.  So, will you miss reading the musings of my dazzed & confused brain?  I know somebody reads this rambling because according to my “site stats” 511 people read this blog.  I don’t believe that I know 511 people, who are you?  How did you find me?  After you read this post will you feel that you have wasted your time or be curious enough to read again?  It is a curious thing that I remember to write this blog every Wednesday, no reminders, no post-its on the fridge, no friendly phone calls from a secretary with a pleasant voice.

Cheers