Maybe someday I’ll attach my phone full of reminders to a string tied around my finger, just to be safe. The only thing that could’ve gone wrong was if I forgot to put the tickets in my purse before leaving for the show, but thankfully that didn’t happen. I used a clothespin to attach the tickets to a wire basket on my desk where they would be in plain sight, and then I set a reminder on my phone as to their whereabouts.Īs one final fail-safe, I flipped ahead to March on my (actual, paper) calendar and scrawled the location of the tickets in the square for March 11, the day of the show. That’s a lot of opportunities to misplace important tickets. Once the gift had been opened and “Defying Gravity” had been sung by my daughters at the top of their lungs about a million times, I gathered all the tickets back up and found another spot to keep them safe until this month, when the musical was actually showing. They were in one spot until Christmas, at which point I wrapped them up and put them under the tree. I had to get really creative last fall when I purchased tickets to “Wicked” as a Christmas present for our family and had to keep the tickets hidden for a month. I even once wrote “garbage” on a sticky note and put it on my teenage son George’s forehead so he would remember to take out the trash before heading out the door. When I need Logan to remember to take something to work, I’ll set it on the laundry room floor directly in front of the garage entrance, so there’s no way he can forget it unless he deliberately steps right over it. If I need to remember to double-check that the Tooth Fairy did her job before I head to bed, I’ll take lipstick and write “TF” on the bathroom mirror. If there’s something in the washing machine that I want to remember to take out before it gets fried in the dryer, I use a dry erase marker to write “1 thing” on the dryer door. Sally immediately clapped her hands together and said, “Oh, right! Gloria, can we borrow an onion?” This is the blood that pumps through my veins.Īs a very out-of-sight-out-of-mind person, I have to set reminders for myself all over my house. “Sally, I just noticed this string tied around my finger!” she exclaimed. After chatting for a while, Grandma got up to leave and started heading down the hallway to retrieve her coat.Īfter a minute, we heard her urgently shuffling back toward the kitchen where we were all still talking. “It is a padlock for our gate that uses a specially fitted magnet to unlock (circa 1980), and every year we’re afraid we’ll misplace it.”Ĭindy’s story reminded me of the time a few years ago when I was visiting my mom, Gloria, and my 95-year-old grandmother stopped by with her other daughter, my Aunt Sally. “Forgot we tucked it away, but if lost we’d be in deep trouble,” she wrote. The note simply read, “Magnet key in sewing table.” “I put a sticky note on the (actual, paper) calendar to remind me.” And that’s when I knew that this woman – let’s call her Cindy, since that’s her name – was a kindred spirit because I do the (actual, paper) calendar reminder thing all the time.Ĭindy went on to share a note she’d puzzled over when she found it stuck to her calendar this month. “Will you remember you have the water balloons in August?” she asked. I had mentioned that I’ll even buy the 1,000 pack of water balloons in March even though I won’t be needing them until summer. A reader wrote to me a couple weeks ago in response to a recent column where I discussed my propensity to buy everything in sight when I’m at Costco.
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