This is the second day in a row I’ve forgotten to pick up my dry cleaning. And that’s kind of a problem this time, ’cause ALL of my work clothes are there. What am I supposed to wear tomorrow? I think I’ll have to wear what I wore yesterday or the day before again. Not really a big deal since when I’m downtown, I never see the same people two days in a row. But still. How could I have forgotten again? I wrote it down!
I know exactly how I forgot ’cause I do this every time I plan on stopping somewhere on my way home from work. Whether it’s the pharmacy, the bank (which I also forgot about today – I remembered as I typed those words), the grocery store, or the dry cleaner’s, I have to tell myself over and over again just so I won’t go into auto-pilot mode and go straight home. It rarely works, in part because I’m usually on the phone. I’m talking to someone (today it was John, venting about work) and repeating my errands to myself isn’t as effective when I’m trying to have a coherent conversation. So I find myself in the driveway. Often, that’s when I remember the errand, and I just back right out and go. Today, though, I was unloading groceries from the car (I didn’t start talking to John until after the Wegman’s stop) and letting the dogs out. I sat down at the computer, remembered the dry cleaning, grabbed my keys, and looked at the clock. Then I yelled a few not-nice things into the phone (still talking to John) because it was 7pm on the dot, and that’s when my dry cleaner closes.
What do I have to do? Install dry-erase boards on my dashboard? … That’s not a bad idea.