Dozens of times I’ve lost my glasses, wandered around looking for them, given up, then later discovered them on my head.
Now, see, while I certainly don’t enjoy being “mostly blind”, I can say the one ‘upside’ is, I seldom lose my glasses! This is because they go on my face in the morning; with the momentary exceptions of applying moisturizer/makeup/rubbing my eyes, etc., they stay on my face all day. When I go to bed at night (or if I decided to take a little afternoon nap), they go on my nightstand, right in front of my alarm clock. When I get up in the morning, they go on my face. The only other time they come off is when I shower, when they go on the vanity, directly to the left of the sink. Then, as soon as I’m out of the shower, back on my face!
If I had to have glasses just for reading (as is, I have bifocals), I’m certain I’d be one of those freaks who had to have five or six pairs, so I could always find a pair!
OTOH, you have people like me who, more often than not, get in the shower, tilt my head back to wet my hair… and THEN realize I am still wearing my glasses. I do have some darned clean specs, though.
I have had to call in stupid late a few times due to forgetting my laptop at home. When I am in office I always do a mental checklist before I leave the house - reports? yup. Purse? yup. Cellphone? Yup. I rarely think about adding the laptop to the list because it would be so dang dumb to leave what I must have in order to do to my job at home. I have now taken to putting it in front of the door the night before.
I always…ALWAYS…forget the water to rice ratio when making rice. Every single time. I look at my wife with my “huh” face and she will simply tell me the ratio. Even sitting here typing this, I cannot remember what it is. Sad really. I’ll forget other stuff more often that I would like, but the rice thing gets me every time I cook it.
That’s why I just buy mine off the USPS website. Cause I can’t remember either!
My mom would constantly run through ALL 5 our names only to end up calling for THE DOG.
I’ve started using this too. It rocks! (Course, now I want everything in the world to have a free app . . .)
The thing I have been forgetting a LOT lately is to turn off my headlights. I know I’ve had to replace at least a couple of car batteries because of this.
I used to blame it on my Toyota. It spoiled me, because it would ding if I took the keys out and hadn’t shut them off. But I’ve had this new car for several years now, so that should be a moot point.
Can’t wait until I can upgrade to a car with auto-lights.
Isn’t it 1:1?
The funny thing is this is my actual answer. There are plenty of things I tend to forget, and every single time I say to myself, “You forget this every single time.” But I can’t think of any of those right now! The only thing I can think of is that I always forget how to spell the word “fuel.” I don’t know why, it’s spelled exactly as it sounds. The only reason I can remember this particular thing that I often forget is because it came up about 10 minutes ago.
After I finish flossing one row of teeth, I tend to forget whether I have already flossed the other one, and usually end up flossing two or three times.
I can’t ever remember which months are 8 and 9, and I have to stop and count them out each time.
Can you remember which are 7 and 10?
Depends on the rice.
Didn’t 9/11 kind of fix that for you?
Would your September/November problem be improved by remembering that October is 8-ber and September is 7-ber?
Stupid February and July screwing up the counting months. (By which I mean Septem, Octo, Novem, and Decem.)
I often forget November entirely when I’m writing down the months or making mental lists that compare months to something else. This is weird- I really like Thanksgiving as an eating holiday, and I know Halloween is followed by Christmas as directly as a non-November calendar would apply, but if I forget a month, it’s going to be November.
Next time, ask yourself “Does November come first?” No…
There are two light switches at the foot of the cellar stairs. One turns off the lights in the cellar, and the other turns off the lights for the stairs. I’m wrong about which is which at least 1/3rd of the time.
Sorry for the hijack but I always thought that January and February were the latecomers that messed up the numbering and that July was just renamed from something numberier (in honor of Julius Caesar if memory serves) rather than inserted.
ETA: And I always forget to make a semi-topical reply when posting a minor aside or hijack. That and where on earth I left my Nalgene bottle. That darn thing could be in any of a half dozen places at any given moment and it’s never in one near me.
Beautiful username/post!
Wikipedia does say July was renamed from Quintillis, and that Numa Pompilius (he’s “semi-mythical”!) changed the Roman calendar from having ten parts to having twelve by adding January and February. So you’re right there.
Back to making it topical: Even though I’m the one who reminds the people with money (who actually own the dog but I love her best sticks out tongue like a nearly-ten-year-old, which is how old I was when the dog was born) to buy the dog’s pain meds, I and everyone else always forget to medicate her until an hour after we’re “supposed to.”
Based on the odor in the room, I have apparently forgotten that the little pepperoni sticks they sell at the dog store give the dog ferocious eye-watering toxic farts. I hope I remember this next time.
I sometimes forget my cell phone is actually in my hand during a brief moment of panic where I notice it isn’t in my pocket.
My mother has been known to come ask us to help her look for her glasses. We said “you’re wearing them for a tiara” “that’s a tasteless joke! I’m asking you to help me, not make fun of me!” The look in her face after one of us reaches up and moves the glasses so she can feel them is kind of interesting.
Also frequent, while seated in her armchair: “I don’t know what I’ve done with my glasses! Look for them!” So, whomever goes and looks in the usual places, and then comes back and says “look under the pillow, Mom.” “Oh please! You think I wouldn’t notice if I was sitting on my glasses?” “It wouldn’t be the first time and I’m not sticking my hand under your ass.”
The best cases of this are when the glasses aren’t even under the pillow or between the pillow and the armchair’s arm: they’re directly under her butt.