I’m sure each of us can name a few traits we don’t like about ourselves. And while some might be thinking about physical traits, I’m talking about the few inner idiosyncrasies that seem to work at odds with the person we want to be.
Mine? Why can’t I remember the simplest of things, even things that were told me only an hour ago? Every day I chide myself on my forgetfulness, even going as far as swearing I will get a hold on this problem and do better. Yet, day after day, there’s always something that I forget. This quirk of mine is in complete opposition of the kind of person I want to be, but it doesn’t matter, my brain refuses to change. The daily calendar on my phone is made up of ridiculous reminders, like “pick kids up from school,” because if I don’t write it down, I won’t remember. I have a senior in high school, folks. You’d think I would have that one down by now. Nope.
Birthdays, holidays, even my own anniversary have been forgotten a time or two. Trust me, I don’t do it because I’m mean or don’t care, my mind is always whirring with ideas and information. Little details can get flung around pretty hard in there. When I think of it that way it’s amazing I remember to do much of anything at all. I guess what I’m saying in a very roundabout sort of way, if you can’t beat those traits into submission, it might be time to look for outside help to ease the issue. Hence, my phone with it’s endless “to do” tasks and vibrating reminders. Now if only I would stop misplacing the phone fifty times a day. Ugh…yep, hopelessly forgetful, no doubt about it.