Falling Out of My Head
Things have been falling out of my head lately.
Usually, I can keep a calendar of events in my mind and visit when I need to.
But lately, I've been missing appointments...small things...but forgetting to meet a friend for coffee for example...
Or almost forgetting to go to a birthday party--as in the case today!
I was just sitting here enjoying the morning, forgetting that it is Kristian's birthday and that we were all due at the movie theater at 1!
Luckily, I remembered.
And we made it.
And Aidan had a GREAT time.
* * *
I am told by my researcher sister that I have too much going on in my brain, so I've reached a "cognition level."
Becoming a mom again seems to have pushed me over the "cognition" edge.
Having to compute and remember jars of baby food and number of diapers needed on any given day leaves me feeling, well, a bit distracted.
In terms of my classes and work, it's no sweat. I try to write everything down. I try to keep my ongoing "teachers' calendar and schedule" in my mind. I can do that. I always have.
But twice now I've not been able to make phone appointments with a spiritual teacher and friend...
It is many things--or in today's case, a Rather Big Thing--that just keep eluding me.
* * *
Does this mean that I am getting old?
No, I think I just need a datebook. Something small and easy to put into a pocket.
Preferably leather.
Usually, I can keep a calendar of events in my mind and visit when I need to.
But lately, I've been missing appointments...small things...but forgetting to meet a friend for coffee for example...
Or almost forgetting to go to a birthday party--as in the case today!
I was just sitting here enjoying the morning, forgetting that it is Kristian's birthday and that we were all due at the movie theater at 1!
Luckily, I remembered.
And we made it.
And Aidan had a GREAT time.
* * *
I am told by my researcher sister that I have too much going on in my brain, so I've reached a "cognition level."
Becoming a mom again seems to have pushed me over the "cognition" edge.
Having to compute and remember jars of baby food and number of diapers needed on any given day leaves me feeling, well, a bit distracted.
In terms of my classes and work, it's no sweat. I try to write everything down. I try to keep my ongoing "teachers' calendar and schedule" in my mind. I can do that. I always have.
But twice now I've not been able to make phone appointments with a spiritual teacher and friend...
It is many things--or in today's case, a Rather Big Thing--that just keep eluding me.
* * *
Does this mean that I am getting old?
No, I think I just need a datebook. Something small and easy to put into a pocket.
Preferably leather.

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