I’ve reached that age, the age where I sometimes forget trivial details, details like what I had for breakfast three days ago or when I last put gas in the car. It’s as if my brain is saying, “Full! I still know your childhood phone number and ex-boyfriend-from-college’s mom’s name, so don’t expect me to remember if you washed Tall’s soccer uniform!”
I was alerted to this new lapsing in memory power by my dear friend Penelope in California, who sent the following email:
It was great to see you over Christmas when you were out visiting your mom. I wish we were able to spend more time together.
By the way, I just received your (second) nice note thanking me for dinner.
You’re welcome. You’re welcome.
X o X o
At least she has the sense of humor to say “You’re welcome” twice as well. The funny thing is, as I was writing the second thank you note, I was agonizing (“Did I already write this note? If so, did I actually put a stamp on and mail it?”). In the end, I decide that two thank you notes were better than zero. But, I did try to disguise the state of my brain (Swiss cheese) by wording the second note in what I thought was a clever way. I wrote,
How are you? I just wanted to reiterate what a great time I had seeing you over Christmas! I know I thanked you in person for the wonderful dinner you made, but I wanted to again take this opportunity to mention it again.
I look forward to the next time I get to see you!
Because she exposed me for what I am (uh, forgetful), I decide to immediately adopt a new system to keep track of gifts and thank you notes written. I go out to a cute local stationery store and buy a lovely green notebook with colorful butterflies and bumble bees embossed on the front. As soon as I get in the car, I open it up and write down “Penelope, dinner, thank you sent (twice).” I come home and put the notebook in a very safe place so I will always be able to record my gifts.
If I could only remember where I put the notebook.
("Missing Or Vanished"?)