tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post925779074102198810..comments2024-03-28T19:35:24.365-07:00Comments on Rural Revolution: Those "squirrel" momentsPatrice Lewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06012022335047974670noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-2513069224618177932019-03-26T09:51:35.169-07:002019-03-26T09:51:35.169-07:00Yes, I understand this, I have always been absent-...Yes, I understand this, I have always been absent-minded. I've learned to set up systems so as to not forget. I have set places where I put things i.e. keys, purse, jacket that way it's always in the same place when I look for it at home. Another one is to put keys in my jacket when I take it somewhere so I don't forget my jacket when I leave.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-27409452264242786272019-03-25T07:55:15.954-07:002019-03-25T07:55:15.954-07:00I think we are talking genetics here. AKA Lewisism...I think we are talking genetics here. AKA Lewisisms...rlewiskanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09952875048134993555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-41614031676752696322019-03-25T02:45:22.582-07:002019-03-25T02:45:22.582-07:00I love it when you write about small moments in yo...I love it when you write about small moments in your marriage. Y'all seem like you are very content and that you appreciate each other greatly. I used to think that was the norm (because my parents are like that too) but as an adult I realized it's much more rare than I knew. Sweet story!Ivy Maehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05208158509292075776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-7279696330432492562019-03-24T14:05:05.107-07:002019-03-24T14:05:05.107-07:00This is a great excuse! I'm going to start usi...This is a great excuse! I'm going to start using it immediately. I was cleaning and dusting yesterday and had to search for my dust cloth 4 times, while I was using it! Life sure gets to be fun as one ages. Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463432698449442807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-14648064889950865652019-03-24T12:37:51.383-07:002019-03-24T12:37:51.383-07:00Just wait a few years. It ain't gonna get any...Just wait a few years. It ain't gonna get any better.--kenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-54510259979887841452019-03-24T09:43:51.034-07:002019-03-24T09:43:51.034-07:00Been this way all my life, and I'm old now so ...Been this way all my life, and I'm old now so I've had years of practice. I generally remember exactly where I used or placed things, however, on occasion I misplace things I'm using. I always tell people to NEVER pick up after me. Once I realize I can't find something I do a backtrack, and sooner or later, somewhere along the backtrack, I always find it, yup, right where I left it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-8600511636673830532019-03-24T09:42:20.770-07:002019-03-24T09:42:20.770-07:00Waaayyy too many squirrel moments in my life. Waaayyy too many squirrel moments in my life. Bluehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03631256922761004724noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-45285480130329384632019-03-24T06:47:28.531-07:002019-03-24T06:47:28.531-07:00I have always maintained that if my head wasn'...I have always maintained that if my head wasn't welded on I would either mislay it or forget it somewhere... But, tools I know exactly where stuff is and where they lay, and nobody but nobody borrows or ask to use them, for my stock answer is always a resounding NO. Cederqhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05603951063463035196noreply@blogger.com