Brain, you let me forget why I was here!

In my very first blog post on June 16th, 2015, I laid out some goals for myself.

I was supposed to take the time to write, and in so doing determine if writing is helping my brain be less forgetful.

It has been a month, and I do not believe there has been any change in my capacity for remembering things. I must confess, however, that this is entirely to me ‘forgetting’ about my experiment.

I simply haven’t taken the time to write anything besides these blog posts, and one unsatisfactory children’s book, nor have I done any puzzles. The only brain stimulation I’ve consistently worked on is our weekly German studies.

I will try harder to do better this month.

I’m going to go do a crossword puzzle right now. [I have a crossword puzzle book that I’ve been using off and on since I was in 9th grade, it’s so old!].

Packing Day + Happy Friday

The movers are here packing now. I’m waiting for the guy to finish in the kitchen so I can try to make the chicken quesadilla’s from memory. He already packed the cook book, but at least I have the frying pan.

There was a bit of a scare this morning when they came, because there are “NO PARKING” signs everywhere for tomorrow. The bossman said “that’s too bad” or something to that affect. I asked I’m if they wanted to load everything and move it today, and he said “no, I have plans this afternoon”. I asked him what we were supposed to do and he said he didn’t know.

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Idea Idea… I see ya!

Now that I am trying, it seems as if a dam has been broken and ideas are just flooding over the wood splinters that used to hold in the tide. Granted, most of those ideas aren’t very good… like the metaphor I was trying to use about the dam.

But I have had some interesting ideas for children’s books. I think I’m stuck in the silly rhyme phase because that’s what Little Man likes, and my life revolves around him. Literally, I just hover around him all day.

So the question is, how do I focus on one idea at a time without losing all the new ideas that come along the way. [And also, how do you differentiate between good and bad ideas?] As to the first question, I can only surmise that the best course of action would be to write everything down. Perhaps I need to get myself a little detective notebook and keep it in my pocket all day long? Then at the end of the day I can re-read the list and cross most of it off as too silly. [As to question number two, I’m going to trust my One and Only not only to keep my secrets but to tell me when I’m going down the wrong path.]

So I tried to make a little book prototype today, and it turns out I can’t draw. I haven’t shown my work to F. (he would try to eat it) but I assume little kids aren’t great fans of stick figures. Yet I feel that the pictures are necessary. I feel that they help keep me focused on what I am trying to say without having me get stuck on certain word choices. Does anyone else find this method helpful?

I think I’d rather lurk

on WordPress

than do some work

sadly, they pay me less.

Brag TIME:

Little Man learned how to say “Baby” in sign language, and I swear he tried to say “Helicopter” in sign language earlier, too. His second favorite hang out spot is our dining room window. He has a box he stands on so he can look out. I think he will be sad when we move to the suburbs next month.

What is wrong with my brain?

Where, oh where, is the great brown bear? The one who has learned to share how he has such great hair?

The rabbit, unfortunately, has developed a habit….and I am glad it…


This is going to be an experiment: Can writing help my brain become less useless?

I am a terribly forgetful person, and sometimes it feels as if thinking literally pains me. I am ashamed of this fact, since historically I have been designated as a “smart person”. What has happened to my brain since school ended? It’s not drugs, and although I am not a tee-total-er I don’t think alcohol can be blamed for the demise of what was once the treasure inside my head. I am choosing to believe that the brain is a muscle that must be exercised.

Or perhaps the brain is like a pet. It needs fresh air, clean water, scrumptious food, exercise, and love. And a good belly rub.

Now the question that remains is how do I measure my success or failure in this experiment? And how did the word processor know my next word would be experiment? Creepy.

I can tell you that on a scale of one to ten I would currently rate my brain as a 4, but that is neither a great measurement, nor probably a comparable one. Perhaps, if you have read my attempts at writing that I made at the start of this document, you might sympathize with my struggle.

My goal is to start slow and work my way up:

  1. Write 1 complete story a month

  2. Complete 1 puzzle a week.

And perhaps in a few months we may see some improvement.

Let us hope for the best!