This Problem Memory Stuff Bugs Me
I want to share a family secret… that may help you too. We didn’t invent it – we just use it… and that is frequently.
Here it is… when we misplace the portable phone… we walk to the main telephone cradle and push intercom… that sets off a beeping portable handset…wherever it might be… under the pile of papers… in the basement… in the bedroom…
There are three of us living in our home. At least two of us forget often. Two of us lose the phone regularly. The same two use the Intercom feature often.
Alida and I wear glasses. My stay on… hers come off and on but for the most part they hang from a chain around her neck. Her glasses have the same tendency as our telephone does – they find piles of stuff to hide under.
The problem is that the glasses do not have an electronic beeper system on them to let you know where they are. I noticed that she has a number of pairs of glasses now… a safety pair in each room to use when the main pairs are hiding some where.
The same is true for my Cell Phone – it has a life of its own. It hides all over the place… in the car…in the garage…on the sofa…on the bureau…on the wash machine…under papers and on top of papers. It is the worst item we have for hiding away.
Last night was the worst. I had a meeting to attend and I was late. I grabbed my phone and ran. After the meeting at the Canoe Museum I returned home about 9 PM. The meeting went well and I was happy to have attended it – until I realized that my Cell Phone was gone. PANIC SET IN – I must have left it at the locked up Lion’s Club meeting place! Holy Mackerel – I cannot exist a day without this little monster.
Alida said, “Let me call your Cell Phone…maybe it is here somewhere.” Good idea. She punched the numbers and the little phone began to ring. I was up in a flash to follow the sound… from room to room… it was in there… I could hear it… First it was louder and then more faint as I left the one room… then loud again as I back tracked… from room to room to room… it became louder and fainter. This is NUTS – the little creature is running from me – it must be possessed!
Finally I stood still after covering all the rooms… and it kept ringing…now louder. Alida stared at me intently and then smiled as I reached into my right hand jacket pocket – there was my Cell Phone…!
It is NEVER IN MY RIGHT HAND JACKET POCKET… arrrgh! How in the world did that happen?
The Problem Memory Stuff bugs me more than all the other stuff that doesn’t work now.
But there is a bright side… I find amazing things that were lost at Thanksgiving 2007, other things that disappeared in August 2007 and believe it or not something that went missing just as we were on our way out the door when we left for Africa in April 2007. Then there are the great books that I found under that other pile – they were a bargain but I had lost them in my own office at home.
Now all the memory foods are great, the memory assist games and activities are wonderful….but my phone is gone again.
Aren’t you glad that God doesn’t forget where you live and where you are – right now?
I am.
~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~
Here it is… when we misplace the portable phone… we walk to the main telephone cradle and push intercom… that sets off a beeping portable handset…wherever it might be… under the pile of papers… in the basement… in the bedroom…
There are three of us living in our home. At least two of us forget often. Two of us lose the phone regularly. The same two use the Intercom feature often.
Alida and I wear glasses. My stay on… hers come off and on but for the most part they hang from a chain around her neck. Her glasses have the same tendency as our telephone does – they find piles of stuff to hide under.
The problem is that the glasses do not have an electronic beeper system on them to let you know where they are. I noticed that she has a number of pairs of glasses now… a safety pair in each room to use when the main pairs are hiding some where.
The same is true for my Cell Phone – it has a life of its own. It hides all over the place… in the car…in the garage…on the sofa…on the bureau…on the wash machine…under papers and on top of papers. It is the worst item we have for hiding away.
Last night was the worst. I had a meeting to attend and I was late. I grabbed my phone and ran. After the meeting at the Canoe Museum I returned home about 9 PM. The meeting went well and I was happy to have attended it – until I realized that my Cell Phone was gone. PANIC SET IN – I must have left it at the locked up Lion’s Club meeting place! Holy Mackerel – I cannot exist a day without this little monster.
Alida said, “Let me call your Cell Phone…maybe it is here somewhere.” Good idea. She punched the numbers and the little phone began to ring. I was up in a flash to follow the sound… from room to room… it was in there… I could hear it… First it was louder and then more faint as I left the one room… then loud again as I back tracked… from room to room to room… it became louder and fainter. This is NUTS – the little creature is running from me – it must be possessed!
Finally I stood still after covering all the rooms… and it kept ringing…now louder. Alida stared at me intently and then smiled as I reached into my right hand jacket pocket – there was my Cell Phone…!
It is NEVER IN MY RIGHT HAND JACKET POCKET… arrrgh! How in the world did that happen?
The Problem Memory Stuff bugs me more than all the other stuff that doesn’t work now.
But there is a bright side… I find amazing things that were lost at Thanksgiving 2007, other things that disappeared in August 2007 and believe it or not something that went missing just as we were on our way out the door when we left for Africa in April 2007. Then there are the great books that I found under that other pile – they were a bargain but I had lost them in my own office at home.
Now all the memory foods are great, the memory assist games and activities are wonderful….but my phone is gone again.
Aren’t you glad that God doesn’t forget where you live and where you are – right now?
I am.
~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~
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Tuesday, February 05, 2008
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