Glad to read this, babe. Power kind of goes out a lot here...kind of freaks me out. But I think it might be fun with you...sitting around reading fanfiction by flashlight.

.... or, something.

Glad you are home, Karl. I had local news coverage of the power outages your way this morning and wondered how you were doing.

Yeah, between 4400 and 5000 households up on our hill (I live just below Hwy 35 on the border between Daly City and Pacifica) lost power on Sunday. Most of them came back Tue morning, but some were later. Props to the PG&E crews working through the nights, but big boo to PG&E management, who have known for decades that the wires up here need to be underground.

Thanks for the thoughts, erika and -t. I'm glad to be back.

After a few hours, I start flipping out.

I don't think mine are major, but I do feel like they are getting worse. I keep trying to explain to my husband that we cannot rely on my short-term memory at the moment, but I used to have a really good memory, and I don't think he understands exactly how quickly information flies out of my brain at the moment.

Yes! I don’t have any coping mechanisms for not remembering anything, because I could always remember everything. And people are relying on me.

Twenty years ago my 50 year old boss told me about this and I did not listen.

Twenty years ago my 50 year old boss told me about this and I did not listen.

The number of times I say to myself, "I was not nearly sympathetic enough to my mother," (on this and many other topics) is embarrassing and shame-inducing.

There were many contributors to my um, lapse in control (heh), but one of them was panicking over memory issues. The fact that I could not remember the names of DH's fellow platoon member's four children caused an absolute panic. I mean, I remembered everything, that's what I did. The fact that those kids have kids who probably have kids of their own now didn't lessen the impact of not remembering their names--!

Thanks for checking in, Sophia. Glad you're home, Karl, and glad that your power is back. I'm excited for you about your trip, Shir.

msbelle I'm so sorry about Miley.

I just read the source page on futless--that and Laura's "weather be wack all over" has me giggling.

Things here are pretty okay. We had three days of gale force wind and rain, and several more days of steady rain. As usual PNW spring is sodden, slippy ground. I just hope the water table hangs onto enough to ward off fires this summer.

ETA: Power outs are always inconvenient, no matter how well you plan the backups. I get used to those pretty quickly. But what really gives me the wig is when I open the fridge and *the light doesn't go on!* Something is really wrong with the world when the fridge light doesn't go on when you open the door!

I don’t have any coping mechanisms for not remembering anything

I have learned to:

• Take notes
  
• Take lots of notes
  
• Make lists
  
• Use lists
  
• Put even minor things on my calendar app
  
• Use the "reminders" and "notification" and "alarm" features on my calendar app
• Not try to multi-task
• Do things now, because I might not remember to do things later.

Dcp is me, except I have never had a memory, so that's just how I've coped my entire adult life.

(cf. [link]

How did I not know this? I would absolutely remember having read that. Well, now, I will definitely be using futless. All this time I thought it meant something like aimless, shiftless. I am delighted.

I love the TS boyfriend t-shirts. So delightful making toxic dudes squirm.

Glad West Coasters are hanging in there with the weather. We had widespread flooding during a rainstorm last week but, like, medium for here. And of course it can’t slide anywhere.

Two days from now I get a -t!! Be jealous. I’m sure we will remember to take at least one selfie.

Speaking of, Shir, I’d love to see you again if you feel like coming back to New Orleans. Or to wherever I am at that time. And thank you for sharing about the protests - I personally didn’t know that (am mostly avoiding news) and it is heartening to hear.

I’m actually excited for tomorrow’s parade; Muses is one of my favorites but people go batshit trying to catch a decorated shoe and the crowd intensity freaks me out. I was planning to skip it but a delightful plan has come together and I kind of can’t wait.

Given that I was wishing I could skip Mardi Gras the way I skipped Chrismukkah… it’s nice to be a little excited instead.