OT/hiding in plain sight

Nancy Howell

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Last Saturday, the horseshoer was coming, so I couldn"t go to the farm.

Since the henbit and other cool season weeds had come up, decided I would use that time to spray.

Went to get the hand sprayer and it wasn"t in the garage. Ok, only other place was the tack room in the barn.

Went to the barn and no sprayer. Back to the garage to look again. No sprayer. Back to the tack room. There it is, stuck way back in the corner.

After looking at it, realized it was the old one that didn"t work. Took it back to the garage, but couldn"t get it working. GRRRR.

Ok. One more time. Back to the tack room. LO and BEHOLD! There was the good one sitting out in the open. I probably kicked it getting to the old one that didn"t work.

Halfheimers?!!!
 
Nancy Howell,

That happens to me every time I'm suppose to get something in the fridge.

It's Just not there! But it re-appears when my wife says here it is behind the . . . d#*
 
Sounds like my workbench both in Indy and at the farm. I know whatever tool I am looking for is laying there but never can find it.
 
Sounds very familiar, last night I couldn't find a tool, decided it must be up at the farm, but I couldn't remember using it there. Then, about 10:30 I remembered one more toolbox and there it was, I slept well!
 
I can spot a penny in Lowe's parking lot from ten paces at night, but keep overlook the hammer I'm searching for and it's right there on my workbench.
Course my workbench is pretty cluttered.
 
Started to do some cutting, always keep my starter hanging by the torch, wasn"t there, went to the house looked in the garage wasn"t there. Ask my wife, took some verbal abuse, no avail went back to the barn, finally got a self lighting propane torch to light my acyetlyn tourch, cut a little while, turned the tourch off and rearanged the metal, subconciously reached in my back pocket, got the starter,where it had been all along, and started the tourch before I realized what had happened.
Time will get you.
 
Nancy,

My husband and I can empathize. We think memory started slip-sliding away in our mid-thirties...getting worse all the time (though it can be good for a laugh once in awhile).
 
I hate when that happens.

Few weeks ago, I needed 50' of 3/8" plastic rope. I knew I had some, looked all over he11 and half of Georgia (like they say in NC), couldn't find it.

Drove 6 miles to Oerscheln's and bought a new rope. Walked out of the store and threw the new rope into the back of the pickup--right next to the one I couldn't find. 'Bout the only place I hadn't looked.
 
You can be standing right beside it and not see it and while you're standing there your neighbor walks in and spots it right away. He then reminds you of it for the next year. Just ask my neighbor about me. Jim
 
Don"t have the teeth issue (yet), but we have reading glasses in every room and the shop so we don"t have to remember where we left them.
 
I "lost"my keys. (They where in my left hand after I put them there to answer the phone.)

I put the phone away and reached into my right pocket with my right hand and started to panic because my keys aren't in my pocket.

Now in a real panic I set the keys on the roof of the truck, at eye level, so I could use my left hand to check my left pocket for my keys ,while checking my shirt pockets with my right hand.

I eventually figured it out and made it home ok.

I can't believe I'm telling this story.
 
Walked out of a truck stop one day, stuck the key for my Plymouth in the Freightliner door, and unlocked it. Dawned on me what I did about the time I stuck the key back in my pocket.
 

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