The Memory
Wednesday, August 18, 2010 at 6:55AM 
Worked late last night... we had a meeting with our auctioneer for this fall's event. She is an awesome person... so approachable and knowledgeable. I don't know how she does it, but she has this phenomenal memory. She remembers everyone's name and where she knows them from, and she can access that info in the middle of a training and never lose her place. She also remembers auctions and items she's sold and where to get them... I would love to have that kind of a memory bank! I bumble along with multiple lists, taking notes and checking things off as I go!
I'm running short of time this morning, but I do have some things to catch up on here... a couple of posts in the works. Now that the heat has broken, maybe my brain will work again!
How's your memory? Do you have everything at your fingertips?
AG out!
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Reader Comments (6)
My memory is pretty quirky. I can remember all kinds of weird facts and information. Names however . . . I don't do too well on. I have been told that that is because I am anti-social at heart and don't want to know the names in the first place! I am not sure how I feel about that comment!
I am jealous that your heat has broken. Ours . . . . not so much!
My memory was legendary in the day .. seriously I never had to write a single thing or # down .. it was all there .. sigh .. I wish I knew where it went .. now if I dont do it NOW or write it down NOW I wont remember ... a man I once worked with would occasionally say 'I am sorry I cant listen now, my hard drive is full' .. or to quote Sir Paul's last 'album' title "Memory Almost Full"
I am right there with Daryl. No list No do! My memory pooted!
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Well I was gonna say something witty....
I"m sorry. Could you repeat the question?
I used to have a FANTABULOUS memory. Not anymore. I pretend it's not age and that it's really my MS leaving scorched spots on my brain. Or maybe it's that I pretend it's not my MS and it's age that's to blame. I can't remember which it really is ... and continually tell myself it doesn't matter.