I am not a disorganized person. I know where everything is in my kitchen. I can find my tax receipts for the last several years. But I can't remember where my phone is five minutes after I use it. I tell myself to be aware of where I am putting it, but when it rings, I am searching frantically for it. Since we no longer have a land line, I have even had to go to the car and call my phone in order to locate it. That's ridiculous.
I am not a stupid person. When I watch Jeopardy, I sometimes answer questions that the panel get wrong. I organize all our travel and never lose tickets or my passport. But I can't keep track of my phone. It has become laughable to my family, but not to me.
And to tell the truth it is not just my phone. I have a habit of taking my shoes off where ever I sit down. Then unfortunately, I cannot remember where I left them. I can't tell you how many times I am ready to walk out the door and have to stop and search for my shoes.
Why is it that I can remember something from years ago but forget where I put something I had a couple of hours ago?
Don't tell me it is short term memory loss. I have no trouble remembering what I had for breakfast or what I read on Facebook. I remember to pay my bills on time. I remember to tell Ron to take his meds. I even remember the date I take my once a month pill. I read three or four books at a time without confusion, so why can't I remember where I put my phone? Oh no, I can hear it ringing now. Where is it? Never mind, whoever it was hung up.
