“Ms. Taggart you said we would have a class meeting about my little problem last week and you forgot.”
Why is it that six year olds can remember every single thing you say but never remember to put a full stop at the end of a sentence?
After apologizing to my little friend and reminding her that Ms. Taggart is a little bit forgetful. She politely gave me a way to solve my forgetfulness. “I know how to help you,” she said. “All you need is a to do list. Here I will make one for you.” Away she flew writing my to do list on the whiteboard.
If only it was that easy.
I am constantly coming up with new strategies to help combat my forgetfulness. Remembering my house keys has always been a big problem for me. You would be amazed at the number of windows I have crawled through to gain entrance to various homes. I started carrying my house keys in my wallet. I figured that since my wallet is bigger than keys and I need my wallet to get on the bus and get to work, there is no way I would leave my wallet at home.
On Monday morning I left home, hand in hand with my man. After a quick a peck on the cheek, he headed into the subway station and I continued on to the bus stop. As I saw the bus in the distance, I reached into my bag to grab my wallet. It wasn’t there. As I emptied the contents of my bag on the sidewalk, the image of my wallet sitting on the kitchen table flashed before my eyes and a few curse words slipped out of my mouth.
I quickly grabbed my phone to call Jeezy, hoping to catch him before he boarded the train. I could have him throw me his keys over the turnstile. No answer.
I wondered if we left the door unlocked. No, I jiggled the handle to check it was locked as we left in the morning.
I wondered how long it will take me to walk to work. Too long.
I stood on the side of the road thinking how I was going to get myself to work.
I ride the same bus at around the same time every day. Although we don’t speak the same language, I see the same people each day. I decided to be brave and try to explain to my bus mates what had happened. To my surprise they understood my charades and simple words and before I knew it three people were scrounging in their change purses to find me their spare change.
Perhaps my solution to forgetting my keys wasn’t the best, what do you do to combat your forgetfulness?