In the five years that we’ve been living above my MIL one of the things that continue to amaze and perplex us is the complexity of the human mind. The things that my MIL remembers (and the things that she does NOT remember) often has us shaking our heads. This is just one of many examples.
In the morning I was asked to check on my MIL before I left so I go downstairs.
MIL: Oh good, you’re here. Remember that very important letter or something that you took from me. I need it back.
Me: It wasn’t a letter. It was a note that you wrote.
MIL: Yes, that one. I need it back. I need to keep it.
Me: What was it about? Is it something you have to take care of?
MIL: Yes, yes it is! It is a set of numbers and it starts with the number 7.
Me: If you don’t know what it is then how do you know you have to take care of it. In any case, YOU gave it to ME because it is something that *I* am going to take care of.
MIL: Well I need it back because it is important.
Me: When you can remember what this thing that is so important is I will give it back to you. *walks away*
In my world small victories lead to longer sanity for me as far as I’m concerned. The thing that gets me scratching my head is how the heck she cannot remember that it was a phone number from someone at HECO who called but she CAN remember that the series of numbers starts with a 7! Which it does!
PS. Later in the day when I went downstairs she comes over to me and says “I know what that important thing is that you took!” Then her soap opera came on and she walked away, sat down to watch her TV and never said anything else about it to me the rest of the time I was down there.
*squirrel!* (If you don’t get the reference watch the movie Up!)