I keep forgetting things.
And not just me, my friends as well. We all keep forgetting things. We’re all just a big pile of forgetful what’s-their-names.
Last week, in two separate instances, I had two friends around. Both of them bought something from Tesco on their way, and both of them put in in my fridge. And in both cases we said to each other, “you’d better not forget that.”
“Ha ha,” we laughed, “no, we’d better make sure we remember that.”
In both cases we forgot.
And this morning, I left my lunch in the fridge. Talk about not learning from mistakes.
Of course, the reason for this, is that it’s not a habit. And when it’s not a habit, you forget.
A key thing here is making it easy to remember things. At the moment, the way I’ve forced myself to remember things when I go out is by moving one of my shoes. It’s sort of like tying a knot in your handkerchief. But, as the internet says:
Problems arise, however, when it comes to recalling precisely what it is you are supposed to remember. Also, with the rise of the paper tissue, and the decline of the handkerchief, this practice has fallen out of use. Have you ever tried to tie a knot in a paper tissue? It is very difficult, it becomes ragged and torn, you will soon become frustrated, and may swear profusely. Nowadays it is far easier to set an alarm on your mobile phone.
Fair enough, but I’d rather encourage myself to remember. I don’t want to have to keep faffing around with alarms and phone notes. The solution may just be to move a shoe. Or it may be to have my whiteboard somewhere near the door so I can write notes to myself. Or maybe just a pad near the door.
At the moment, I’m going for the shoe until I come up with something better.