I awoke relatively early today, but while I was still awakening I was abruptly reminded of two things I knew two days ago and had completely forgotten.
I had an untouched cup of coffee next to me, and I had even decided in a rare move to get some breakfast, so I had an untouched bowl of cereal next to that. Then my cell phone rang.
I don’t carry my cell phone on me. There was a time when I never had it in the house. It does not get good reception in the house, and for some reason the chargers made for this model that run on house current do not work right with this particular phone. I use a car charger for it, and I use to leave it in the Caravan all the time–until the Caravan died. Since now I do not really have one vehicle that is “mine” in the sense that I have exclusive use of it, I keep my car things in a bag very kindly given me by the Ubercon people. Thus I was staring at my computer screen, my clock was striking twelve, and mixed with the music of the clock there was another sound which my mind sorted out as the ring of my cell phone, somewhere in the bag across the room.
I managed to find it before it stopped ringing. I disabled the voice mail some time ago, because it was just annoying and I did not want to pay for people to leave me messages I wouldn’t get for days. But it was director and artist Jim Denaxas asking me if I remembered two things, neither of which I had remembered.
The first of those was that this being the second Sunday of the month (and it not being May, the month in which the second Sunday is rather busy at restaurants) we had a directors meeting at one o’clock. I remembered that the moment I saw his name on the caller ID; I was not yet dressed, and had no notes, but it only takes half an hour to drive there so I could pull something together.
The other reminder was that last night we came off Daylight Savings Time, moving all the clocks ahead. Since the federal government decided to change the date on which this happens after decades of it being reliably at the same time, none of the clocks designed to do this automatically do it on the correct day, and although I had known it was coming I completely forgot and changed none of them. I still have a few clocks to track down and correct. However, that meant that when the clock struck noon it was already one, and we were late. We scrambled to get out of the house, and made the meeting, but we’re a bit behind for the day because of it.
The meeting constitutes some progress, and we talked about how to get some of these projects finished, so we’re moving forward.
–M. J. Young
