Where The F*** Are My Glasses? Mid-life Memory Lapses

Where The F*** Are My Glasses? Mid-life Memory Lapses

I’m not sure when it started, maybe when I turned fifty? Or maybe it was in my late forties? Or was it…?  There I go again! I cannot keep anything straight anymore! Can you?

I can’t remember anything. Well, that’s not completely true. I can sing every verse of every camp song from when I was a kid, I remember my childhood phone number and I remember exactly where I kept all of my albums in my room growing up. Yes, that’s right, I said albums, remember those?!

But now I can’t remember anything unless I make a note of it in my phone. I have my own method for doing so that drives my husband bonkers (which is just a perk lol). I mean, why does he care if I keep my to-do list as ongoing appointments in my calendar? It works for me. But I digress.

Now, if I could just find my glasses.

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