Late-40s Wisdom

I couldn't help myself.
Matthew came into the house bemoaning the fact that he'd forgotten to stop by the tire store to get his tire pressure checked. "I was going to do it," he said, "but I drove right by. Forgot all about it!"
And I really understood his pain. Because my very-less-than-stellar memory often sees me forgetting to do the things I was sure I'd remember to do.
Often.
Waaaaay too often.
Which is why I was so eager to share my hard-earned wisdom with my son.
I said, "I've learned a strategy to remember when I need to do something out of the ordinary. It really helps. I do something out of the ordinary right away, which I'll see later. So when I see it later I'll remember there was something I needed to do, and I do it!"
For example, Monday I needed to stop by the bread store after I got groceries.
I wrote that need on my grocery list, but I knew by the time I put the groceries on the belt, paid for everything, got out of the store and had my bags loaded into the van - I would not be thinking about that one remaining item on my list. Sooooo, when I was getting out of the van to go into the store - when I picked up the list and saw "bread store" on it, I thought, Aha! Time to use my memory strategy!
I reached down, picked up the snow brush, and placed it on my seat as I got out.
Because when I finished shopping and put the groceries in the back of the van, then came around to get in and go home - well, I'd have to move the brush out of my way.
Which would be unusual.
Which would cause me to wonder why I had put it there.
Which would remind me that I needed to do something out of the ordinary.
Which would cause me to recall that unusual thing.
Which - of course - was: go to the bread store!
So I went, and *Voila!* now my guys have yummy bread to eat with dinner.

Truth be told, I am not sure how inspiring my tale of wisdom was for Matthew.
I mean, I really hope he tries my strategy and finds it helpful.
But I realize he may think it's silly, and he may never benefit from utilize my idea.
And that's his loss okay, I guess. At least I tried to help him!
Just, please, do me one favor: If you ever pass by my van and see the snow brush on the driver's seat, don't put it away for me. Chances are there's something out of the ordinary I'm trying to remember! *grin*