Once again the absent minded side of my mind has asserted itself and led to a muddle not just for me, but for a friend. On the scale of being forgetful it’s nothing like the time I set up an important meeting at work and invited several people from other agencies, and then forgot and popped out to do something else… That was very embarrassing… Being absent minded means I lose a lot of things which I forget I have with me, leave behind, somehow inexplicably lose – most recently two favourite scarves – no three favourite scarves, a hat, a jacket, a lovely black hoodie with stars on, and a bank card…
Today is book club, and as usual I’m looking forward to discussing a favourite book which was actually my choice!! I met a friend the other day and she had got muddled between this month and next month, so I was pleased to tell her it was Crossing Places by Elly Griffiths… except it wasn’t!! Today we are discussing The Muse by Jessie Burton! I thought that was February’s choice, but no – it’s for today! I only discovered my error last night and I hastily bought the book but I haven’t even started reading it – not much point really. I will read it and share my thoughts on our social media page. Luckily the friend I had misinformed was already reading The Muse, and also told me she might not be able to come anyway… I will go along, apologise, enjoy the company and resolve, yet again, to try to be more remembery.
It’s not funny being absent-minded, although it does lead to funny situations occasionally. It’s really annoying to continually mislay things, to have to check with friends the arrangements for social events, to have to ring doctors/dentists etc to check the time of appointments, to have to rush to do something or be somewhere because I’ve got side-tracked. Make lists people say – I lose the list or can’t read my writing, or can’t work out what the note means. Be organised – yes, well, obviously, I continually try to be so! Concentrate – concentration on the wrong thing is probably my undoing, thinking about my next piece of writing, being fascinated by a person I’m observing wherever I am, remembering some past event/conversation/experience…
To be honest, punctuality isn’t a real problem for me (although I do sometimes arrive at the wrong place at the right time, or the wrong date in the right place etc, but generally I am more likely to e early than late – and when I was at work, I always arrived an hour and a half before the day started to make sure I was ready and organised (which didn’t stop me mislaying a vital piece of paper, lesson note, book, piece of equipment etc)
I read a very interesting article in the paper about punctuality by someone who used to be dreadfully late for most things; she got a new job, a job she would love but was dependant on her being punctual. She so wanted the job she sat down and analysed why she was late and it was usually trying to do too much and underestimating the time it would take to do various things, trying to cram too much into the wrong amount of time. I may not have too many time-stealing physical tasks but my mind is always full of a hundred different things and so I probably don’t listen properly to arrangements, I sub-consciously substitute the actual date/book club book/meeting place for something completely different. I get lost in what I am doing or thinking, I don’t concentrate and focus on the right thing – my mind is absent!! I am absentminded!
Can I do anything about this, now at this stage in my life? I use the calendar on my phone, I make notes on my phone (I can read them better than my hand-writing) and I am manic about having my phone with me… It’s a start… and actually I’d better stop writing now and get ready for book club, even though I haven’t read the book!
PS my featured image has nothing to do with being absentminded!