A senior moment.

jeni, are you in another time zone?

Good morning all!

My friend, slightly older than me, was trying to tell me about somewhere and said "You know...... that place where I live"
Been a standing joke ever since

I once went to the Post Office for a pack of stamped envelopes - do they still have these? Then I walked out and calmly posted them in the letterbox. I was 19.

On my way to the shops I dropped a few letters into the post box only to find myself in the supermarket with the letters still in my hand and realised that I had posted my shopping list

Love it. I feel normal at last!

Annika

A few years ago I was attending a meeting and during a break was having a conversation with some people I had only met that day. The chat turned to the subject of pets and after I had told a funny story about my dog, (who had been with our family for about seven years) I was asked her name. I opened my mouth, said, she's called...........and my mind emptied! I had NO IDEA what my dog's name was, the people I was speaking to must have thought I was completely doolally!

Yes !!!! Had a lovely day today we all went........ hang on are you lot am I on the right thread

Does anyone else ever get half-way through posting something and then struggle to remember exactly what the point of the post was
And don't all say no!

To work out my eldest sons age I do my best to remember think of my age and take 20 years off and that gets me to his age

Yes, DH uses that excuse too, gracesmum - that his brain's overflowing with a lifetime's accumulation of information so who can blame him if it's too full to store such trivialities as his PIN or my birthday, or even what day it is today...

I really wouldn't worry. I have this theory that the brain is a finite receptacle for all the things we have to remember and know. As we get older we have more and more wisdom stored so occasionally a few bits slip out- overflow as it were. I bet we all know masses of (useless) facts which are fantastic in pub quizzes or watching Who Wants to be a Millionaire, don't we? So what's an odd pin number or two? (I also store mine as made up contacts, trouble is, I can't always remember what they relate to!)

A few years ago when the HSBC had a statement machine in my branch I put my pin in, got a statement, decided I had enough in to draw the cash I needed, turned around to the cash machine and realised I'd forgotten my number. Luckily the cashier new me. I didn't remember the number for several days.

I've had an appalling memory since I was a teenager hence I only have one pin number and three passwords - you usually get three attempts before they lock you out, and it's lovely now most of my friends are catching me up.

When I chat with my friend over lunch, I sometimes have to fill in the names of her children and grandchildren and she has to fill in mine. My mum used to go through all our cousins' names and ours before she hit on the right one. We are, in fact, perfectly normal.

I am glad it is not just me. After being very articulate all my life, I now find myself sometimes searching for the name of a perfectly ordinary object. Sometimes I can remember the French but not the English which is ridiculous because my French is not that good.

Same here some days!!

Having a conversation is difficult in our house because neither of us can remember the names of the things we are trying to talk about.

My senior moment this morning was when I changed the sheets. I was putting the dirty ones in the washing machine when I realised I only had one sheet, I searched everywhere then finally checked the bed. I had only taken off one sheet! putting the clean sheets on top of the dirty bottom sheet!!

I also find myself forgetting the pin number of my debit card. It was changed about five years ago and I still find myself putting in the old number!

I think it is fairly common to have brain-dead moments, something you do all the time suddenly eludes you. Mine was setting the burglar alarm, normally done without really thinking about it, this particular day it transformed itself into a piece of complex electronics worthy of NASA. I tried evry combination and had lights flashing and panic buttons sounding before I managed to shut it off.

I belong to several forums (France, Switzerland and New Zealand expats) and I was using the names of different grandchildren as passwords, but I have now changed all of them to a completely different word which means nothing to anybody but me. It got embarrassing to keep clicking 'I have forgotten my password'.

I got a lot of grief from my sister in France this spring when I couldn't get the PIN right for my pre-loaded card. I was sure it was the same as my debit card and I even emailed the provider about it. Egg on face time when I decided to try the same PIN as my credit card - lo and behold, I got my cash.

The family joke has always been that my sister loses something every time she goes out - at least now she has a mobile phone she doesn't leave her handbag, purse, shopping, umbrella, etc. in phone kiosks - now she leaves her bag hanging on her trolley at Morrisons, or on the bus.
I, on the other hand, have always been extremely organised and have never lost anything. I suppose that is why this sudden loss of memory freaked me out!
(I don't think I have severe OCD, but I have just cleaned out my under-sink cupobard and found five pairs of unopened rubber gloves.)

I have forgotten my PIN a few times - once I even had to change it as it had left my brain completely. Hey ho - we have to go with the flow!

greatnan the same thing happened to a Facebook friend of mine the other day.
He's 32.
Chill