Have you ever had so many details floating around in your brain that some just slip out? Kind of like filling one’s bucket too full and trying to carry it?
Some details are humorous – like sitting down at the table for a meal and realizing you forgot the silver ware.
Or worse – being so into drama rewrites that you forgot to make supper.
This week a wonderfully patient friend and her daughter went VBS shopping with Angel Girl and I.
And by “went shopping with us” I mean she drove us to the big city and picked up the details I kept dropping.
Our list was massive – everything from rubber ducks and hula hoops to scrapbook paper and brass paper fasteners. By mid afternoon we would walk into a store and I would look at her and say, “What exactly are we getting here?”
Then we spent 10 minutes finding a certain kind of paper only to stare at it blankly because I couldn’t remember why we needed it. Two stores later it came to me. Too late.
We only forgot our teenager daughters twice. Good thing they have cell phones and lots of patience.
Oh – and a good sense of humor because I might have embarrassed them when I started dancing in the aisle at the party store.
Or when I sang along with the background music.
At one point I asked my very patient friend what it meant that I knew every word to the oldies songs playing, expected her to say I must be getting old. Instead she replied without missing a beat, “That you have a good memory.”