Losing my mind

I've always been worried about the state of my poor little pea brain.  I protein-load and have since high school.  My breakfasts then were ham and eggs and cheese.  I hang upside down to increase the blood flow to my noggin.  I take vitamins and supplements that purportedly enhance memory.  Still, I worry about early onset Alzheimer's or just plain garden variety dementia.  

I'm not putting my car keys in the freezer yet, but I find myself zoning out more often and doing dopey things.  I mean, dopier than usual.

I call Kari on each of my federally-mandated breaks at work (we're a tad bit co-dependent, or perhaps we just like each other a lot).  Last week I called her and the line was busy.  I decided to take a quick walk around the block, which is in a residential area.  I put my phone in my back pocket and set off.  My ringtone is "Dancing Queen."  No more than 5 minutes later, I hear "Dancing Queen" behind me.  

My first thought:  wow, those people sure are playing their radio loud this morning. After other thoughts, such as "I like that song" and "maybe that's a CD and not the radio," I realized it was my phone.

Comments

[angela]

Ha ha. I would do that. I have my phone on some kind of bird/frog chirp. One day I heard it as I was coming down from upstairs and just thought the instrumental channel was getting a little revved up.

[The Village Carpenter]

That's funny! :o)

Two things:
1) You're not losing your smarts; you're just easily distracted.
2) We're not the least bit co-dependent.

I was thinking about running to the store after work. That is, if it's okay with you. I mean, I could change my plans if it's a problem.

heh heh

[presbyfruit]

Angela, that's funny.

VC: you're hilarious.

[Shazza]

You two are so perfect for each other.

Presby - say helloooooooo to peri-menopause!!!

[presbyfruit]

Oh no, Shazza!!! I was afraid of that. I think you mentioned something about concentration vis-a-vis the Big Change of Life in one of your blog posts.