Sunday, 25 August 2019

Brains.

It is no old wives tale that as we age we are more likely to make daft mistakes and get our words mixed up and forget things.   Sadly with me it happens more and more frequently.   Friday morning was a case in point.

Market day and Bank Holiday mean that together our Car Park gets full very early in the morning. So I came out of the house, stood on the step and realised I had the wrong set of car keys (i.e. the ones without my house keys on).   Don't ask me why but my first (and only) thought was 'Oh darn it I have locked myself out.'    Of course I couldn't have done this because I hadn't got a key to do it (I have one of those fancy locks where you have to lift up the door handle and then turn the key).   But, certain I was locked out, I knew I could get in on my return from coffee with the girls by using the key safe.

Half way into town I realised my stupidity - I had obviously left the front door unlocked.   I drove into town, got a place in the car park and then rang my son (who only lives a mile away) to ask if he could nip round and lock the front door for me.
He told me to wait in the Car Park while he did this and he would then bring the key to me.   I was already half way to the cafe where we have coffee and I just couldn't face going all the way back to the car so he said he would bring it to the cafe instead.   He did this, parking on a double yellow line for the minute it took him to dash in with the key.  All such a rave and all because of my utter stupidity.   I will not do that again but I am sure I will do something else equally stupid. 

And what such incidents do of course is to gradually eat away at one's confidence.   One of the reasons I try to write a post every day (yes I know, I don't always succeed) is because the routine of having to think of something to write about, having to get up, go to my laptop, write the piece, read yesterday's comments to me, read the day's posts from everyone on my side bar - it all takes time and concentrates the brain.

So let's all just hope that the next daft thing I do is not on here.   If it is then I am sure you will tell me.   I am sure (no names, no packdrill) there are a few of you who will tell me in no uncertain terms.

25 comments:

Rachel Phillips said...

Sounds like you got your priorities well sorted whatever.

JayCee said...

I do things like that all the time, and I am only 62!

Librarian said...

Good job your son had time when you rang.
Maybe it is so that with advancing years, we become a little more forgetful, but I've done my share of daft things when I was much younger! One time I remember (I was around 30 then) I took the rubbish out on my way to the supermarket. Guess what - I arrived at the supermarket with the plastic bag full of rubbish still in my hand!

Tom Stephenson said...

Think yourself lucky, Weave. I am a bit younger than you but still haven't learned how to let myself into those doors with the fancy locks which you have to do something clever to before they let you unlock them. I have had to call my step-daughter to let me into a house which had them. It took her 2 seconds.

Meanqueen said...

I have senior moments, or it would be blonde moments if I was blonde, but I'm not. I might go blonde next time. I have to check and re check the words I have just typed on the screen, to correct the mistakes. I get letters back to front, and miss off the last letter of a word. If I didn't my posts would be very confusing. They probably are to some people anyway.

Heather said...

Take comfort Pat - we all do it. Usually it happens to me when I have allowed myself to get overtired. I feel as if my brain has shut down, the right words wont come to me and I can't trust myself to do anything requiring responsibility. Fortunately, I too have a son who will come to my rescue at any time. I count myself blessed, make copious notes and lists as reminders, and hope I don't make a nuisance of myself very often.

the veg artist said...

Years ago I found myself happily browsing around in town only to realise that I had left the back door open - and I mean wide open. Things like that are so easily done, whatever one's age!

Rachel Phillips said...

Why isn't the spare car key out of the way in a drawer for emergencies only?

Jill said...

Weave, I'm 46 and I do things like that. No kidding, I do!

Sue said...

I've been doing things like that all my life. But I am blonde.

Anonymous said...

Oh, be a little kinder to yourself. I am in my 83rd year. That means that I have lived 30,016 days so far. And being by nature a "keeper", I'm sure there is something from most of those days in my physical storage box. Is there any wonder that sometimes I have trouble finding things in that disordered box? I refuse to succumb to the fear of age. It is disabling and disconcerting. Be brave, forgiving of yourself and revel in the fact that you have lived so much longer and experienced more than most of those around you. Strive for JOY. Julia

Jules said...

Don't be so hard on yourself. We've all done things like that. X

The Weaver of Grass said...

Brilliant ide Rachel - why didn't I think of it. I am now going to do just that.

Derek Faulkner said...

Like Jules said - we've all done things like that and still do.
Another roasting hot and glorious day here. Fortunately I have the beach and seafront several hundred yards away from my house, so I had two cycle rides along there today to enjoy the lovely cooling breezes off the sea. As you can imagine the beach was pretty packed with people enjoying the sun and in swimming.

Sharon in Surrey said...

A Senior Moment as we refer to it in Canada!! I think it's not forgetting anything but a brain thinking about something else or cruising on automatic. I've been halfway to somewhere & couldn't remember locking the door. I came all the way home to check the door. And then later was stopped by a trucker because I forgot to do up the gas cap - which was flopping off the side of the car - when I filled up the car.

Beachcomber said...

To be able to describe your confusion with the keys so succinctly suggests that there is very little wrong with your brain.
Anyone can be absent minded at times, at least that's what I’m telling myself!
My husband was looking for sheep in the sea the other day.
He meant that he was looking for seals.
Since then we have adopted the phrase “sheep moments” for use when we inadvertently say the wrong thing.
Sue

Gwil W said...

I'd lose my head if it weren't screwed on.

busybusybeejay said...

A senior moment.We all have them.No cause for worry.

the veg artist said...

Just remembered, although I've tried hard to forget! In my early 20s, I picked someone up from hospital and, in order to help her into the car, put a basket of flowers on the roof of the car. I'd gone at least a mile, with people waving and pointing, before I realised that the flowers were still on the roof!

Sackerson said...

I have had two similar daft experiences recently. If one is old, it's easy to assume theat the reason for such things is one's age. In fact, one has them from time to time however old you are.

Joanne Noragon said...

Actually, Weave, that was amusing, and too common among all generations.

Rachel Phillips said...

Dont forget where you put the spare key. Best kept with log book/documents ready to hand on when you sell.

Derek Faulkner said...

With all these "don't forgets", people are making you like a doderey old fool, which I'm sure that you aren't.

Joy said...

What you describe is absolutely common. Whether it’s distraction or too much brain “bandwidth “ occupied by the latest Awful Things in the news, I do things like this all the time. Please don’t reproach yourself!

The Weaver of Grass said...

All very comforting. Thanks.