Been misplacing the car keys and your left blue sock lately? The good news is being forgetful isn’t just an age issue.
Although Hollywood writers and directors with a lot of help from Dr’s. Phil and Oz have constantly connected the picture of losing one’s mind to the double digits of everyday living…the first sign of a gray hair and we feel as if the world has suddenly shifted to the left methodizing the Blue Haired Lady Effect.
One of the major factors often set aside is the hour by hour boss driven expectations easily diagnosed as multitasking. Life truly isn’t moving any faster than what it was when our Great, Great Grandfather Mickey the Monkey was calling the shots. Trust me, he had less to do.
We’ve become a nation of over-weighted performers through no better desire than life is what it is and if you don’t want to participate there’s the door.
Having too much on the plate at work is no different than piling up the meat and tators on Thanksgiving day—the dull ache associated with being full challenges a person’s thought creation landing them in seriously out of control states of tiredness, irritability and or completely without memory. The only difference, you have the power to make a choice within the four walls that make up your home…or do you?
Mom I need this! Dad I was supposed to be there. The first sound of your dog barking and it’s off to the kitchen to wrap your fingers around a specially designed treat. We live our chapters in fast forward motion—nothings more important than the present and if interrupted anything left in the memory banks is washed away like a bad computer virus.
The index finger can’t be pointed just at your job. Take a good look at the tips of those other fingers staring deeply into your soul.
We expect change. Good or bad…subliminally we set ourselves up to force the hand to move quicker than the eye. I’m not stepping out on the limb but rather identifying the truth when I say we want life to happen so we don’t have to deal with the present. Overcrowding our life and style feeds a dried river bed with just enough energy to push out what we’ve elected to ignore such as bills, grocery shopping, raking the leaves on the front yard or having to put up with unwanted family members in your house this weekend.”
Through constant change the need for speed heightens our awareness of where we stand as if to spell out, “It’s ok to forget things. We’ve accepted the art of making up great excuses. Therefore gifting us with a solid bless your heart…they keep you so busy at work, its only natural to be so forgetful.”
The only problem is…the entire nation has set aside its vision to move forward. We’ve elected to pretend the recession isn’t real putting the entire Health Care issue in the palms of political figures that have the bucks to hire people to remember for them. Our current technique of survival has become the childhood game Jinga…who really cares about the moves of others, all that matters is your wooden piece slowly slides out of the tall construction without giving reason or invitation to a giant crash.
Feeling forgetful and being forgetful are separate destinations.
Being aware of forgetfulness buys you time to correct a situation that could be brewing. The everyday goal should be to boost your memory by deciding what you need to remember, then focusing on it.
If I don’t leave my martial arts black belt near my car keys there’s a 99.3% chance I’ll be making an unexpected run for the house during rush hour so I don’t look like a total goof in class. I can always buy a uniform. You get only one belt. If you fail to wear it in class, it’s extremely humbling when you’re forced to workout with the white belts doing nothing more than front kicking and punching or you’re stuck in the corner doing 100 V situps followed by 500 squats. Hey! If anything the pain you feel over the next two days will force your memory into play.
Every house is blessed with a refrigerator, stove, washer and dryer and doorways that lead to other rooms. The most important tool you can have in a house is a memory spot. No matter how stupid it makes you feel, make that single place the solid location you place your keys and or other items that need to travel with you to work or play.
I have to carry Nitroglycerin with me 24/7…being that I’m extremely forgetful the goal was to instantly come up with a plan that guaranteed me a safe journey. Left front pocket, round tube larger than a memory stick, thick enough to be felt each time my thumb rubs up against my pants while walking. As irritating as it is to constantly slam my hand into something metal, the other side of my thought process tells me, “Ok…it’s perfectly cool to get back to living.”
Create memory spots at work. In an age of ugly gray corporate cubicles and leaders demanding you hit the street running…it seems natural to allow yourself just enough space to be forgetful. Bosses love it when you forget; it gives them reason to fire. Ouch! Build that bridge to safer waters. Get ahead by planning ahead. As my dad constantly said, “Forgetting is laziness.” Ouch again! Look how lazy pro football quarterbacks have become…at one time they were expected to remember the plays…now they have them connected to their forearms. Why doesn’t Microsoft build a computer that can take a hit and keep on ticking? Oh yeah…they probably forgot. That's ok...we now have Windows 7.0.
arroecollins@clearchannel.com
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