Forgetful Me

20 Dec

It seems as if I have been forgetting many different things lately, including, but not limited to, posting on my blog. I am fully aware that my last blog post was almost 1 month ago, but fear not because I am back and, well, better then ever! Or so I’d like to think at least. Being at the ripe age of 20, it’s hard to think of an adequate reason why my memory, for the little things in life, has become the twin cousin of oatmeal–mush. Just last night I forgot my bag–complete with wallet, id, money, credit cards, sunglasses–at my friends house. So when I stopped at a 711 on the way home, I was SOL (shit outta luck). I then turned right back around to retrieve my bag, subsequently getting home at 2 in the morning. Today, I left something at my dad’s house that he specifically reminded me to take with me upon leaving. Some 30 minutes later I returned to his house to retrieve the item I left behind. To add to these small situations, I constantly forget to go to the bathroom. I know, how silly of me, right? And to answer your question NO, this does not mean I often have accidents and pee in my pants–it’s exactly what it sounds like…I simply forget to go. I guarantee it happens to everyone, so just think about it: have you ever been out to dinner with friends when you are suddenly stricken with the feeling of that overactive bladder commercial? You know, the one with the catchy “gotta go gotta go gotta go right now” jingle, but just feel too engaged in the current conversation to get up to answer nature’s call? Well, I bet after a while that “where’s the nearest ditch, I gotta go!” feeling is long gone and you hop in your car after dinner and head home. THAT, ladies and gents, is what I mean when I say “forget to go to the bathroom.” I am always distracted by various activities when I am stricken with “that” feeling, and once I am finished playing tether ball or taking a test, the feeling has disappeared. As a matter of fact, it isn’t until I’m stuck in traffic on the freeway 2 hours later that I think “SHIT. I forgot to go again!”

 

If this hasn’t happened to you, then I guess I’m alone…but c’mon. You KNOW it has! Like, how about when you’re on a plane and sitting in the window seat of a full flight and the two passengers standing in your way of the lavatory are snoozing with eye-masks on, so you decide to hold it in and so you go onto other activities such as coloring or listening to The Beach Boys’ Greatest Hits and by the time you get off of the plane you just want to get your luggage and get to your destination and then sit down and write a terribly long run-on sentence until you realize you have to…pee.

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