{"id":3100,"date":"2020-12-16T11:39:49","date_gmt":"2020-12-16T16:39:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/?p=3100"},"modified":"2020-12-16T11:39:54","modified_gmt":"2020-12-16T16:39:54","slug":"id-forget-my-head-if-it-wasnt-attached","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2020\/12\/16\/id-forget-my-head-if-it-wasnt-attached\/","title":{"rendered":"I’d Forget My Head If It Wasn’t Attached."},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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In the last few days I have managed to forget:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The first name of a friend I have known for 20 years. (In my defense, I haven’t seen her in years. But still…)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The eggs that were boiling on the stove. Are they hard-boiled, soft-boiled, turned into rocks? We will find out shortly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

To make several phone calls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What I was thinking about. Literally. I was having a conversation with myself in my head (totally normal, right?) paused, and then couldn’t remember what the (imaginary) conversation was about. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

To fill out a form that has to be submitted by the end of the month. I know it isn’t the end of the month, I have managed to remember that, but I like to do things early and soon it won’t be early anymore. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

What day it is. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

A load of laundry in the washer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

To place an online order for my daughter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

To pick up a prescription at the pharmacy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And, as a bonus, I spent several seconds turning down the cold water in my shower and then wondering why the water was getting hotter. I have lived in this house for over eleven years and I know how faucets work–or so I thought. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I jumped to the perfectly logical conclusion that I was developing early-onset Alzheimer’s disease. The internet and medical Googling have a lot to answer for in my life. My husband, the voice of reason, insists I am stressed and tired. Imagine anyone being stressed during this peaceful, carefree year we have all been enjoying. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I think he might be right about the stressed and tired because I am currently dreaming of checking into a hotel all by myself and spending several days ordering room service, reading all the books, and sleeping. That isn’t going to happen anytime soon. Instead, I am going to go peel my eggs and find out if they are hard or soft boiled before I forget about them again. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

My life is a whirl of gaiety. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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In the last few days I have managed to forget: The first name of a friend I have known for 20 years. (In my defense, I haven’t seen her in years. But still…) The eggs that were boiling on the stove. Are they hard-boiled, soft-boiled, turned into rocks? We will find out shortly. To make several phone calls. What I was thinking about. Literally. I was having a conversation with myself in my head (totally normal, right?) paused, and then couldn’t remember what the (imaginary) conversation was about. To fill out a form that has to be submitted by the end of the month. I know it isn’t the end of the month, I have managed to remember that, but I like to do things early and soon it won’t be early anymore. What day it is. A load of laundry in the washer. To place an online order for my daughter. To pick up a prescription at the pharmacy. And, as a bonus, I spent several seconds turning down the cold water in my shower and then wondering why the water was getting hotter. I have lived in this house for over eleven years and I know how faucets work–or so I thought. I jumped to the perfectly logical conclusion that I was developing early-onset Alzheimer’s disease. The internet and medical Googling have a lot to answer for in my life. My husband, the voice of reason, insists I am stressed and tired. Imagine anyone being stressed during this peaceful, carefree year we have all been enjoying. I think he might be right about the stressed and tired because I am currently dreaming of checking into a hotel all by myself and spending several days ordering room service, reading all the books, and sleeping. That isn’t going to happen anytime soon. Instead, I am going to go peel my eggs and find out if they are hard or soft boiled before I forget about them again. My life is a whirl of gaiety.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3101,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3100","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-life-lately"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3100","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3100"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3100\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3105,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3100\/revisions\/3105"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3101"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3100"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3100"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3100"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}