Have you ever forgotten something? To do something big or to bring something vital along on a trip—like your underwear or a coat? Yes, me, too.
I think my best example was when I forgot to go to a job interview. I was in college and getting part-time work with the University was a huge achievement. My fulltime summer job at the University greenhouse was ending and I needed something to help me through the school year. My boss at the greenhouse arranged for me to interview with the head of the janitorial department. It was one of those weeks when I had a zillion things on my plate, and after completing all of them, I went home and relaxed until 6:00 p.m. when I suddenly broke out in a (literal) cold sweat. The job interview!
I’d never forgotten anything that big in my life. Somehow, in the age of telephone books and people who knew other people, managed to track down the home number of the man I was supposed to interview with. I didn’t come up with a wild excuse. No fender bender or mother in the hospital. I told him I flat out forgot and this was not like me. I asked for a second chance and guess what? I got the very-hard-to-get job. And because of that, I cleaned that Agriculture building. I even got comments about how hard I worked. Yes. Because I owed it to the man who gave me a second chance.
Then, let’s take yesterday. My husband and I always travel together. If I want to go to the fabric store, he waits in the car. I speed shop, because, hey. He’s in the car. But yesterday, I was going to the big city alone. He had an appointment in another town. I had my slow-shopping day all planned out. Hours in the fabric store. A pedi-mani (I don’t usually indulge, but hey—free day!). All kinds of things. I brought the special insulated bags for bringing cold stuff home. I brought the post-pedicure flip flops. I brought an extra coat! I remembered the package I had to mail for my mom. I arrive in Butte to discover that I had not brought my purse.
Yep. Forgot the purse.
You know…that really slows down a shopping day. Plus I was getting the truck serviced and it was hard to get an appointment. I called my husband. He changed his plans and drove an hour to bring me my purse. Then we had lunch and he went home, leaving me to my leisurely shopping day. What a guy.
And then let’s take today. I forgot to post my blog, which is why this blog is late. Now, I don’t think this is a trend, but I do think I need to slow down a little and double check a few things before heading out the door or to bed at night: Underwear in suitcase? Check. Purse in hand? Check. Blog posted for the next day? Check.
So…please tell me true. Have you ever forgotten anything important?