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Calendar Failure
I have a very good memory. It's not perfect, it's not eidetic, but it's very good. This can occasionally create problems: because my memory is usually good enough to keep track of my social engagements, I don't calendar them very rigorously. And then, once in a while, something does manage to slip my mind. Like now.
I know that there are two things I wanted to do tomorrow evening and that it seemed plausible to me that I might be able to do both. There are several things going on that either aren't of particular interest to me, or that are implausible in combination with the stuff I want to do. The most frustrating part is that I remember thinking earlier this evening Oh yes, that's the other thing I wanted to do tomorrow night! Good thing I remembered it!. But apparently it's very slippery, because it's gone again.
So if you know what it is that I can't remember, let me know. (Or if you're![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
muffyjo and I happened to say it out loud when I remembered it and you happen to remember what I said, speak right up.) I'm going to screen comments so that if it's an invite-only kind of thing, you needn't feel shy about it.
Drat! I hate this feeling.
I know that there are two things I wanted to do tomorrow evening and that it seemed plausible to me that I might be able to do both. There are several things going on that either aren't of particular interest to me, or that are implausible in combination with the stuff I want to do. The most frustrating part is that I remember thinking earlier this evening Oh yes, that's the other thing I wanted to do tomorrow night! Good thing I remembered it!. But apparently it's very slippery, because it's gone again.
So if you know what it is that I can't remember, let me know. (Or if you're
muffyjo and I happened to say it out loud when I remembered it and you happen to remember what I said, speak right up.) I'm going to screen comments so that if it's an invite-only kind of thing, you needn't feel shy about it. Drat! I hate this feeling.