I am a highly organized person, but not by choice. Rather, I have to use managerial structures (schedules, routines, systems) to compensate for the fact that I have a completely crappy memory. I live by the adage, “A place for everything, and everything in it’s place” not so that my house looks orderly, but so I can leave the house on time each morning (and not hunt for keys, my purse, my shoes…). I have master to-do lists saved on my computer so that I don’t forget things like “do laundry” and “pay bills”. I have a calendar that notes every appointment, vacation, holiday, and birthday for our household – lest I forget that I will be volunteering on Friday or attending yoga on Sunday (never mind the fact that I do these things every single week; there has been more than one Thursday evening when I looked at the calendar and literally said, “Yikes! I forgot I’m volunteering tomorrow…”). While these organizational structures are in place to help me function, they sometimes help other people, too.
Case in point: Earlier this week I sent my sister and brother-in-law a card wishing them a happy anniversary. (There were married a few years ago the first week in June.) Once I dropped the card in the mail, I immediately forgot about it – until this evening, when I received the following message from my sister:
“So here’s me [my sister] yesterday.
Get home, open card from you [Stef], read it and yell
Dial the phone to call R [my sister’s husband]. Our conversation is:
Me: Damnit we did it again!
Him: What? What did we do?
Me: Our anniversary was yesterday.
Him: Oh. Right. Guess I’ll put it on the calendar next year. For the record, you forgot too.
Me: I KNOW! We suck.
Him: Yes, yes we do.”
I laughed out loud when I read this exchange. When I asked my sister if I could post this to the blog and share it with other people who might find it entertaining (and may even find comfort in not being ‘the only one’ who does these sorts of things), she replied, “Sure. It’s only the 3rd or 4th year that you remembered our anniversary for us.”
At least I have company in the crummy memory department. 🙂