Forgetful old fool

I kind of vaguely recalled that I had written something about forgetfulness, but couldn't really remember what it was. Thankfully, it was in my archives (you can check it out if you're interested - it's entitled "Forget about it") and I had to re-acquaint myself with the post.

There’s no getting around it. As I head into my sixties, I just have to admit that I’m becoming more than absent-minded. I’m just a forgetful old fool. I misplace things, or worse, keep something important in what I consider a safe place and then totally forget where I put it. I can’t remember what I did a few days ago, and who I did it with. Of course, every time I’m afflicted with a case of forgetfulness, I pause and wonder if it’s the onset of the dreaded Alzheimer’s.

Of course I know it's not, but all I can do is laugh about it with friends who are similarly afflicted with forgetfulness, and just remind ourselves that alas, it's just a part of growing old. In the meantime, enjoy this hilarious video: