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  1. Here are some tales on that. I grew up in rural New England, but left 40 years ago.

    I visited a childhood friend in my hometown. He lived at the end of a paved road, about a mile and a half in length, that branched off a state highway. I drove down the road, and didn’t see the house. I called. I just had to go further on. What had thrown me was that there used to be a dirt road that branched off the mile and a half paved road to my friend’s house. The dirt road was no more-it had been paved with loose, white stone. That change from what I remembered had thrown me off.

    When I was three years old, my parents moved from the house on a back road they had been renting for four years to a house they bought, some 9-10 miles away. When I was in my 20s, the rental house where I spent my first 3 years burned down. In subsequent trips back home, I would drive by the place where the old rental house used to be. When I last was in my hometown three years ago, I could no longer locate where the old rental house used to be.

    On a more positive note, on that last trip to my hometown, I stayed with a family friend. I decided to walk a mile through the woods to my childhood home- a walk I had made many times in my childhood. I ended up on the state highway about 200 yards north of my childhood home. Had I walked in a more southerly route, I would have ended up in a swamp. BTW, I noticed that the swamp had dried up considerably. In addition, a lot of meadows had turned to forest.

  2. I was going to write a reply, but I noticed the laptop needed to be charged. As I was going for the charging cord, I heard the teakettle in the kitchen start to whistle, so I went to turn that off. Of course the dog’s water bowl is right there, and it was empty so I went to fill that before turning off the tea kettle, and remembered I had not yet started the dish washer this morning, so I went to start that. But the whistling tea kettle was such a nuisance, I decided — where was I going with this?

  3. Funny. Couple of years ago, I was passing by the town where my grandmother grew up, and I’d spent many happy days at my great-uncle’s place. Hadn’t been there in 40+ years, yet navigated straight to what had been his house.

    It was smaller than I remember.

  4. My sister told me that she had put the remote in the refrigerator a week before. She is worried that things might be getting a bit too much for her.

    I don’t watch TV anyway so it wouldn’t have mattered to me.

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  6. Unless I make a plan for the day, that video pretty much mirrors my activities. Busy all day and nothing really done. Some days I only accomplish one or two of my intended tasks before my AAADD takes over, but at least some things are getting done. 🙂 I still can’t find my glasses, though. 🙁

  7. When we woke up this morning I told what’s-her-name (my wife of 51 years) that I suspect my memory is something or other.

  8. One of my all-time favorite videos. I’ve shared it over the years with so many friends. I laugh every time I watch it!

  9. It gets worse, Neo….
    Or, as I exclaimed to my own cheap self this morning, as I placed neatly folded undies in the dish shelf in the kitchen: “Oh my God… What’s she putting dishes in my closet for?!”

    Dagnabbit…This Senior Shit ain’t for Sissies!!

  10. Yesterday, I paid very close attention to my “Life Interrupted” and only allowed myself 2 layers of distraction per task before returning to the original activity.

    Except on the computer, where I find that sitting down and noticing that I still have unread articles open will keep me from sending the emails I intended to write, or looking for the recipe I need for supper in the next hour, or moving on to the next scheduled chore after my lunch break.

    And I sill haven’t found my keys…..

  11. Neo: Amen!!!

    And….as my Aunt Lena used to write in her monthly letters to me and my esposa: “Ohhh, Kids, Just to be in my sixties again.”

    We now see what’cha mean, Aunt Lena!!!

  12. This started happening to me when I was still in grade school.

    Maybe that’s why my mother often bragged (I think she was bragging) that I was unusually mature for my age.

    Thanks for the LOL, Neo. So true! 😆

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