Re: Is there anyone else who can relate to this description?

[Anonymous]

OK, if ever I doubted I was among my people here, this pretty much confirms it.

My mother also called me the “absent minded professor.”

I used to be regularly sought as a trivia teammate. “Ask Bill, he’ll know.” (yes, billd, my name is also “Bill.” )

My friends likened listening to one of my stories to riding a roller coaster. They would even throw up their hands and then pretend to lean into curves screaming as I went off on tangents.

When reading it’s not unusual to skip down to something that catches my eye then backtrack to fill in the gaps when the context suddenly doesn’t make sense.

I’m fond of saying I have a hole in my head the size of one thing. If I go to the store to get ten things I’ll forget one of them. If I go for two things, I’ll still forget one. I often know I’m missing something, but can’t for the life of me call it up. Until I’m almost home, of course.

Years ago I adopted a keychain that clips onto my belt loop, as well as the habit of checking for it. I leave my keys and wallet with the previous day’s pants until I change. This acutally works for me, but without this ritual and snap loop I would lose these as often as I lose everything else.

My mom carried me past normal term, and used to joke that I was born two weeks late and have been at 15 minutes late everywhere I’ve gone since.

I often forget what I’m looking for, and find myself at the fridge with the door open.

Unfinished projects, scars on my arms from bumping into things I walk past, coworkers asking, “Is there something wrong with you?

Parking lot panic from looking for the car I left at home, angry friends and relatives who decide I “just don’t care,” when I miss a detail, meeting, appointment, frozen turkey, etc.

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