How often do you and your spouse, significant other, friend, or even despised neighbor grope for a word? Stupid question...it happens all the time.
A few minutes ago, I mentioned to my husband that I love to watch people dance the...oh, what's that dance? You know, the one...danced in...Oh, hello! What was the name of that movie?
"It starts with a P."
"The movie or the actor?"
"The dance. It's Latin, sexy...The Tango! Yes, I love to watch people dance the Tango. I feel the movement. Ah! "Where is the life that late I led?" Thanks Rogers and Hammerstein! What was the name of that musical? From Shakespeare. So many good quotes come from Shakespeare. Polonius advice to his son Laertes, "Neither a borrow or a lender be." (Hamlet I, iii) Too bad no one listened.
And so it goes. Within seconds we shoot from topic to topic, all unfinished because the words just can't land on our tongues.
Now, at a tender 90 and 80 years, we think of the sheer number of names, dates, and other data that are crammed into the space between our ears. There is deadlock. The file cabinet is jammed with a lot of outdated, unneeded trivia. Time to clean out the files.
Here is a challenge to all technocrats, psychiatrists, electronic geniuses, and anyone who wants to try:
Give us a "Delete" button. Let us daydream. When we come across something we no longer need, like "What's the formula for a boat's hull speed?" "Where did I leave the key to my roller skates?" we just hit "Delete" and Pop! More room for new memories.
Years ago, I attended a symposium on photovoltaics. For a full week, I sat listening to experts on the subject and watching examples appear on the screen at the front of the room. After about 4 days I was overcome with the feeling that the top of my head had been sawed off and all this gray matter was cascading out over the top.
This is a silly article, but its purpose is to let everyone who is beginning to have these problems know, "You are not alone!"
Simplify! I'm a great one to speak. We have downsized at least eight times since we were married 13+ years ago, and we still sit surrounded with junk. Now we're too tired to work on it. A king size comforter/bedspread has been sitting in the trunk of our car for three weeks, waiting to go to the Salvation Army. It's only about two miles from us, but we're always rushing around because we can't find the car keys, or cell phone, or whatever.
We have bad habits, and having had them for so long, a change would be a shock. So, the moral is: start organizing NOW. You'd think we would have learned, being boaters where there is "a place for everything and everything is in its place." But we were messy boaters and had storage lockers full of junk from Florida to Vermont. If we only had the money we spent on storage!
And that is my little piece of wisdom for today! Now, get to work.