Steve bought me a new large calendar with puppy and kitten pictures on it. The old one was written in gray thin print and I couldn’t see it at a distance. Why hang it on a wall if you have to walk up to it every time you need to confirm the date or day? This one was perfect. I could see it from across the room. For months though I’ve been getting the dates and days wrong. That’s not a good feeling for someone with a damaged brain. I couldn’t figure out what was going on with me.
I think I’m getting tunnel vision, not the type that restricts my thought, but the visual type. Probably from working on the computer all these years, focused on the screen and the keyboard, I don’t look beyond to the sides, or above the computer. The work trains you to focus that way. A good thing for work, but a bad thing for everything else. In future it will be studied as an occupational hazard. Could affect how you drive a vehicle, visual scanning and even your balance while walking.
At any rate I finally did figure it out, why I kept getting the days and dates wrong. I was in the wrong year. I was in 2013. Steve bought a 2013 calendar probably assuming if it was for sale in this year it would be for this year. And all I did was look at the dates and days and of course the month. My eyes only had to go up a couple of inches and I would have seen 2013 not 2012. Before I ever had a computer I would have noticed that before I even hung it on the wall. Steve would have too.
The dilemma now was that I had already thrown my 2012 calendar away and nobody was selling them anymore. So, for a while I decided to give my brain another training exercise and worked in the year 2013. I kept forgetting though if one year hence meant one day forward or backward. I did get pretty good at it, but Steve and I would disagree and we’d go through a whole process to determine what day it actually was.
I thought I had a great solution to the problem. My checkbook had a calendar. I’d tear that out and keep it handy, but those years are long gone. Wonder how many mistakes I made in my checkbook because the check company gave outdated calendars with the checks I got—free.
Steve eventually solved it. He found one while out and about and surprised me with a bona fide 2012 calendar. The print is gray and thin, so I don’t have the luxury of seeing it from a distance, but at least I’m in the right year, and on the right day and date. It’s Friday 28 September 2012. And the palm tree leaning over an ocean colored with hues of pink and orange as the sun sets in a faraway land is a beautiful sight.
P.S. I saved the puppy and kitten calendar for next year, so now I won’t have to buy another.