Thoughts from the T-Shirt Lady

I turned 60 last year, and in this day and age, that’s not old. And I’ve heard that you are only as old as you feel. Of course, now that my cancer treatments are all done, I don’t feel as old as I did when I was going through it.

But if I’m not old - tell me why the following happens.

I’m in a room doing some task - whether it’s sewing, organizing, working on my website, or just doing chores. I think of something I need or something I have to do. I walk out of the room where I am and start going to where I need to be. When I get there - I can’t remember why!!

When ever I get out of the car, I always put my keys in my purse - so why do I stop with the door open, and search thru my purse to make sure the keys are there? Do I not trust my memory?? I know that as soon as I assume that the keys are in my purse, and close and lock the car door - I’ll have left them inside.

As I age - gracefully of course - my handwriting has gotten worse. Do you know why no one writes letters anymore? I don’t because I couldn’t even read my handwriting. I’m so grateful that I can type my posts - instead of having to hand write them. Isn’t technology great!

When I’m driving to a certain destination - sometimes I don’t even remember the trip! Is this a sign of old age - where is my mind and attention when I’m driving? Thinking of how long it’s going to take me to get where I’m going? Thinking about something I left at home unfinished? Or a conversation I had with a friend?

Or how about this as a sign of old age. I’m thinking about what I want to write on my blog, and when I finally get the chance to sit down at the computer - where are those thoughts and ideas? How about recording my thoughts? That sounds great, except when the ideas come to me in the middle of the night. My husband is going to think I’ve gone nuts - when I start talking outloud in the dark! Of course, trying to write them down in the dark doesn’t make much sense either, since I won’t be able to read my own handwriting - grin.

Sandi