I'm a little concerned about my future.
I'm concerned that I'm going to be one of those old people who lives to be 100 but can't remember his children when they come and visit. And with good reason too.
First of all, if genetics has anything to do with anything, then I'm officially screwed - because BOTH of my grandmothers had serious dementia in their final years.
My dad's mom used to sit on the couch and watch for the milk wagon to come down the street, the same way she did when she was 12. My mom's mom eventually couldn't remember any of us and became bitter because she thought my mom was stealing all of her money.
Now every time I forget where I left my keys I begin to worry that I'm a few cans short of a full milk wagon myself. Especially since the last few months I have forgotten several important commitments. For example, one day I was sitting at my desk at 9:00 when my boss called me. "Hey Jeff, based on the fact that you're answering your phone I would say you're not going to be joining me here for our meeting?"
Oops. I was supposed to be at a meeting with him 60 miles away that morning, but somehow completely forgot.
Then last week I was driving around in Minneapolis and I happened to notice a billboard advertising the MS Walk here in St. Cloud. The same MS Walk I had signed up for earlier and had promised a good friend (who has MS) that I would participate in.
Of course, there is a funny side to all of this. Check out this transcript from one of my favorite SNL characters of all time. Oh and gee, what a coincidence - his name is Jeff too!
Anyway, hopefully these are just isolated dumbshit moments and I have nothing to worry about. But I am seriously concerned that when I'm old I'm going to be one of those people that need to have a "staff" to watch over me, or an ankle bracelet in case I wander away from home and get lost in my own neighborhood.
But not as concerned as my wife.