I have been making a photographic record of all the stuff I have been going through and re-stashing because I have learned that the old “I’ll remember where this is” assumption is just a BIG, FAT LIE TO YOURSELF. For a day and a half of this endeavor, a box set on the love seat from LZP for Der Bingle. Then, last night, the latter asked me if it had arrived and when I answered in the affirmative, he told me I was to open it because buried inside was something for me, AmeliaJake.
Well, yes there was. I was so pleased that I put on my polar bear pj pants. I suppose I might be confusing you here.
Okay, the surprise was Sock Money slippers (the Ambassador’s minions) and I wanted a picture; it seemed only fitting that I wear my new Christmas polar bears also. Of course, my camera has so many photos on it of the contents of drawers and whatever that I didn’t want to wait for the download, so I am taking this picture with my phone. It is of only one of the guys because if I focus on the middle of the two, they each look a little “not right”. (Then, again, they are Sock Momkeys so maybe . . . Oh, better watch my mouth.)
Without further explanation, I give you
They are so cute. As to remembering where I put things…I never do. I think I will when I am frantically stuffing things in drawers and behind things and into the closets. I am still on the hunt for a rather large picture I put somewhere when putting up Christmas deco in November. Sux weeks ago, I put it somewhere in my house and now I can’t find it. That’s the bad news, the good news my Christmas stuff is labeled and put away in the attic. Our prelit tree has another strand of dead lights, we put it away saying “we’ll remember next year”. Well, that is certainly a fantasy we are living in.
Did you know they did a study that showed our forgetfulness can be blamed on doors? Seriously, they found that when you leave a room and walk through a door your mind clears itself and starts new and often the action or item you just put away is forgotten because it is in the “old” room. The same thing happens when you are in one room and think… oh I need to go get/do this… and you walk through a doorway and poof…. can’t for the life of you remember what you were headed for. I found it fascinating becuase it explained so much. A better explanation than my just getting forgetful. 🙂