These days I'll often open an Internet Explorer window, turn away for two seconds, and not remember what on earth I planned to do with said window. Was I going to Google...or go somewhere else? And if I was going to Google something, what the heck was it?
I emailed myself my parking spot at BWI as soon as I parked my car in 6C-31 around 6:00 AM last Wednesday so I'd have that information easily accessible on the Blackberry and would know where my car was when I made my way back to it around 1:30 AM this morning. Yeah, those crazy hours may have had something to do with it, but I've definitely spent 20 minutes searching for my car at DFW, so a safety email sure doesn't hurt. I didn't trust myself to remember.
I can't remember the last time I left my home for any kind of trip without a day-of-leaving checklist. I don't really think I'd forget to leave out some extra food for my fur child, but I've forgotten my phone charger plenty of times (blerg!), so now that always goes on the list. This may be because I just like to make lists, but it's also quite possible I could leave the air conditioner on forever.
I forgot to pay my rent once. ONCE. Because I was working crazy excessive hours and barely knew how to get myself from point A to point B, I tell myself, but I took that worry and turned it into a monthly calendar reminder.
Yet somehow...I still remember home phone numbers of childhood friends, lyrics to an excessive number of country songs that received any amount of airplay in the 90s, and several 15/16 digit credit card numbers. I attribute the last one to too much online shopping. In which case...happy Cyber Monday, everyone!