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As a busy working mom of an athletic kid involved in year-round sports, sometimes I find my brain to be an unreliable source of information. I am not sure if I am just cramming too much data in there or if my processor has slow retrieval options, but it’s not as great of a system in my 40’s as it was in my 20’s.
Here is where my phone has come to
the rescue. I’ve always embraced technology but admittedly never adopted it as
a personality…like I have with my phone. Face it, if that’s lost, I don’t know
anything anymore. Zero. Zip. Zilch. (And other z-words that mean nothing.)
But who can blame me? It’s a
camera, an appointment calendar, a music player, an entertainment source, a
bank, a vacation planner, a communication center, a television, and
occasionally it’s even used as a telephone. This tiny little 6-inch box is
pretty much my life made portable.
And while all that is great, it’s
also enabling some bad habits. Most notably the screen shots. Of recipes. Jokes
that I want to remember to tell a co-worker. Funny memes I want to post later.
DIY projects. Gardening hacks. Online shopping receipts. More recipes. I might
even have a picture or video on there. You know, using the camera function “old
school” style.
Although this is super helpful
sometimes, it also annoys the OCD side of me that constantly likes to declutter
and organize. My camera roll is a haphazard mess of kid pictures, recipes that
I’m convinced I’ll actually make, and random screen shots of things that I
don’t want to forget, but will also probably never look at again.
Every once in a while the OCD troll
comes out and decides to clean up the camera roll by going on a deleting frenzy
or writing the recipes down on a paper and putting them into the recipe binder,
thus increasing the chances that I might actually try them. In order for this
to happen though, there’s usually some
sort of down time component involved (or a frenetic cleaning spree) and lately
I haven’t found that elusive down time. I’ve tried penciling it in multiple
times but keep having to reschedule. So annoying.
Until I find a better plan,
however, I guess I’ll continue to screen shot my way to greatness. Or if not
greatness, mid-level okay at least. Perhaps one day my brain’s internal storage
drive will get an upgrade, maybe take some St. John’s Wort or ginko biloba or
whatever. Let's be honest, unless a breakthrough in human CPU capacity is discovered or I find the
lottery cure for free time, memory supplements are probably my only hope.
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