Classic Senior Moments

The closer it gets to my birthday, it seems I'm having more and more senior moments. I find myself trying to remember things like my grandkids' ages, why I have my phone in my hand, and where I left the car keys, to name a few. Luckily, our new car only requires the keys to be near us. Unfortunately, this can be a problem since our keys are hanging by the garage door so our car thinks we have them in our possession. We can drive away; we just can't turn the car off when we get there unless we want to walk home to fetch the keys. Maybe a keyless starting car is a bad idea for us seniors.

Anyway, here are some Classic Senior Moments that I've personally experienced.

Only a senior moment can explain why I spent two days trying to figure out why my expensive embroidery /sewing machine motor was running, but the needle wasn't moving. After taking apart and cleaning what I could, I finally looked up and discovered that the bobbin winder had been accidentally activated since the last time I used my machine. After I fixed that little issue, I spent an hour sewing 20 quilt blocks wrong and spent another couple of hours 'unsewing' them all.

I don't know how many times I've started getting ready to make dinner, read the directions on the box, threw the box away, and proceeded to dig it back out multiple times because I couldn't remember what I just read.

When I pull into the parking lot of the big box store and forget where I parked by the time I check out. It's such fun car hunting in the heat with perishables in the cart.

When I pick up my phone to fact check something and immediately forget why the heck I picked up my phone. I do this way more than I'd like to admit.

Here's some more I hate to admit I'm guilty of:

Mistaking tartar sauce in a squeeze jar for mayo in a squeeze jar. Imagine my surprise when I spotted green flecks on my sandwich. It didn't taste very good either.

Turning on the bathroom faucet to get the water hot then leaving the room and returning 20 minutes later. The water was really hot.

Carrying the remote control for the bedroom television into the living room then spending 10 minutes cursing and changing the batteries before realizing I have the wrong remote.

Heading to the grocery store and ending up in the big box store parking lot instead.

Going to the grocery store for a couple of items, spending $100, getting home and realizing I didn't get what I went to the store for and still have nothing to fix for supper

αΊ†hen I try to change the radio station in my new car and get aggravated until I discover I've been changing the cruise control instead.

When I decide to make a quick trip to town, set the alarm, then remember hubby's home. He'll get a surprise if he opens an outside door.

When I set aside something to give our kid, see them half a dozen times, and I still can't remember to give it to them.

Frantically looking for my cell phone while I'm using it.

Making a real effort to remember the name of someone I met months ago because I promptly forgot it and now I'm too embarrassed to ask.

Repeating a tidbit of gossip to the person who told it to me a few days ago.

My ability to remember a wrong done to me 40 years ago is only exceeded by my inability to remember why I walked into a room.

When I can't remember which restaurants or businesses give senior citizen discounts.

Feigning surprise when I get a senior citizen discount without having to ask.

Asking for a military discount for my hubby because I'm embarrassed to ask for a senior citizen discount.

Realizing I'm now an 'antique' while browsing through an antique store and noticing most everything in there my grandmother owned, I grew up with, or I still have in my house.

When I spend five minutes trying to show my hubby how to work the newfangled pop dispenser at the movies that I've used a dozen times but can't remember even though I literally just used it 30 seconds ago myself.

When I try to turn the volume up on our new car radio before I realize I'm messing up the dashboard screen.

When I have to look up on my phone's calendar what year my grandkids were born to figure out their ages.

I won't say which birthday I just celebrated but let's say my senior moments fill most of my day.