I believe I'm getting senile.

Ohighway

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So..... Spartanmanor starts a thread for showing pix of tube testers. I'm curious to see what others have, and I've got a few too. OK, I'll play.

I grab the camera yesterday and snap a few pix and post. So far so good but I know I have one more tester.... and I cannot find that sucker. It isn't small, basically a black suitcase size, so it shouldn't be hard to locate...right?

Couldn't find it yesterday. So I head into the basement again with camera in hand hunting.... hunting.... hunting. I -STILL- cannot find that thing. So I head back upstairs. I decide I want to take a picture of something else and.
WTF? WHERE'S THE CAMERA???

So now I can't find the tube tester .... and I can't find my camera. Ugh. I give up.
 
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Your almost there! When your standing in your basement, trying to remember why your there, that's the begining of senile.

P.S. This is no joking matter, it's more of a fear in my case.
 
When you are sitting on the toilet, wondering why you are there, you are there.

Funny you should mention. I just used the bathroom. I went to wash my hands and guess what I found on the countertop?

No... it wasn't the missing tube tester.
 
I think everyone gets like this. Even at the ripe old age of 24, I've been known to misplace stuff and experience the "what did I come in here for?" The cure?

Simplicity.

The less shi..stuff you have around, the easier everything becomes; including finding said items. If something isn't seasonal (it'd be packed in a labeled box and put away) and I havent used it in 2 months, it's gone. I get more enjoyment/peace when it's gone than having it there "just in case."


Stay clean and clutter free, it gives the mind less to do.
 
Everyone has something, that they always misplace.........................

With my wife, it's her car keys.
With me, it's my Univ. of Maryland baseball cap.

Steve
 
old joke

You know the old joke right?

Sometimes I go to a room and think about the hereafter....what was I here after?
 
The cure? Simplicity.

The less shi..stuff you have around, the easier everything becomes; including finding said items.

Stay clean and clutter free, it gives the mind less to do.

#1) I agree with you.

#2) Unfortunately that means I'm in deep deep sh*t.
 
I'm 19 and I do the same exact thing. I hope that I'm not going senile. If I am I am going to be worried to what will happen in the next 60+ years.
 
It's ok Rick I used to do that all the time. As a matter fact I can't remember the last time I did that. :scratch2:
 
That business of going blank halfway through doing something is no joke: I highly recommend Ginko Biloba pills, they've helped me a lot.
 
I think everyone gets like this. Even at the ripe old age of 24, I've been known to misplace stuff and experience the "what did I come in here for?" The cure?

Simplicity.

The less shi..stuff you have around, the easier everything becomes; including finding said items. If something isn't seasonal (it'd be packed in a labeled box and put away) and I havent used it in 2 months, it's gone. I get more enjoyment/peace when it's gone than having it there "just in case."


Stay clean and clutter free, it gives the mind less to do.

VERY good advice in both practical and psychological/emotional terms, and a key tenet of Chinese "Feng Shui." I wish I'd followed it better for the last 13 years that I've lived in this apartment. Then I wouldn't have to have such a massive "de-cluttering" now that I'm moving to a smaller place. Sigh... Then again, most of the "clutter" is audio gear, which has been fun... :D

At least the size of the new place will prevent me from accumulating more stuff for the next two years (after which I plan to move back to a somewhat bigger place, although not the size of the place I'm now leaving). "Forced minimalism," I'd call it.
 
I became the proverbial "absent-minded professor" like that, for about two years after my knee surgery in the mid-nineties. It was as if the anesthesia wouldn't fully clear out of my brain, or something like that. I'd repeatedly go back into a place to get something, be unable to remember what it was, then go back to where I'd started from and be able to remember it, then go to get the item and forget... in the worst example, I went out of my apartment wearing slippers, realized I needed shoes on as soon as I got outside, went back in... and repeated this at least five times, before finally getting shoes on. It was frustrating, and a little frightening.

It all went away, and my (previously quite sharp) short-term memory came back, when I changed my diet to a mostly raw plant food, gluten-free and refined-sugar-free one. The "brain fog" was lifted, and it has stayed away --except to partially return when I lapse too much on my diet. I get "sharper" when I'm eating right, and think of everything I need to, when and where it is useful to do so. The worse my diet gets, the worse my mind gets. At least it's a controllable phenomenon.



I think everyone gets like this. Even at the ripe old age of 24, I've been known to misplace stuff and experience the "what did I come in here for?" The cure?

Simplicity.

The less shi..stuff you have around, the easier everything becomes; including finding said items. If something isn't seasonal (it'd be packed in a labeled box and put away) and I havent used it in 2 months, it's gone. I get more enjoyment/peace when it's gone than having it there "just in case."


Stay clean and clutter free, it gives the mind less to do.

VERY good advice in both practical and psychological/emotional terms, and a key tenet of Chinese "Feng Shui." I wish I'd followed it better for the last 13 years that I've lived in this apartment. Then I wouldn't have to have such a massive "de-cluttering" now that I'm moving to a smaller place. Sigh... Then again, most of the "clutter" is audio gear, which has been fun... :D

At least the size of the new place will prevent me from accumulating more stuff for the next two years (after which I plan to move back to a somewhat bigger place, although not the size of the place I'm now leaving). "Forced minimalism," I'd call it.
 
Your getting old when you forget to zip up your fly. Your getting senile when you forget to zip it down.

Some one once said that getting old isn't for cowards. Anyone who has ever helped a parent through the infimities of old age knows that to be true.
 
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