Why does level of forgetfulness increase with age? I think it’s comically unfair – as one gets old there is a need to remember things more… and there are (sadly) more things to remember… and yet our memory becomes worse… I had told my mum since our trip that I had (woefully) gained some kilos and was (desperately) trying to shift (more like eradicate) this weight… the other day as I am getting ready for work wearing this green top mum walks past and says; “hmm – you’re hips have gotten a little wider than normal; have you gained some weight?’
And I was thinking that I had the new found add-ons well hidden!
What am I doing again?
Why does level of forgetfulness increase with age? I think it’s comically unfair – as one gets old there is a need to remember things more… and there are (sadly) more things to remember… and yet our memory becomes worse… I had told my mum since our trip that I had (woefully) gained some kilos and was (desperately) trying to shift (more like eradicate) this weight… the other day as I am getting ready for work wearing this green top mum walks past and says; “hmm – you’re hips have gotten a little wider than normal; have you gained some weight?’
And I was thinking that I had the new found add-ons well hidden!
I’ll just go cry into my coffee now…
~ by daysofarabianlives on November 21, 2008.
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Tags: Age, comments, forgetfulness, gain, getting old, hiding weight, humor, memory, mother, thoughts, weight