Screen Shotting My Way to Mediocrity

             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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