Have you ever had the kind of day, week, month where your ability to remember important things dies a slow death? It seems to have snuck up on me this summer but I've noticed that my ability to remember is proportionate with the amount of work I have on my plate--both at work and at home.
We just finished a 7000+ employee acquisition at work this summer and I coin this summer as the "summer from hell." Right about the time of the acquisition, my star employee got promoted to another team, another employee went out on short term disability and my least favorite employee left the company. The timing was awful. That left one employee and myself to do the work of 5 employees (we still haven't replaced an employee who left last winter), not to mention all the added work. Despite all of that, we managed. We're still not back to 100% workwise but we're slowly getting there.
Now on the homefront, my lovely teenager is in her busy season. Multiple AP classes at school, marching band, 4H and varsity volleyball. We have no life from now until the end of October.
Today my darling husband writes about labwork tomorrow and how he cannot drink his frustrations over not getting a job and it occurs to me--what labwork....remote work? I had completely forgotten he had his annual physical tomorrow as well as the insulation guys are coming to blow more insulation all over our old house. (We live in a historic home that is 118 years old this year.
I'm convinced my forgetfulness is due to stress. I really need to take some time to discover what is important and then strive to obtain it.
Time.....what a commodity.
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