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The likely thing happened and I had Friday's dinner for Saturday dinner, and then I went to sleep for quite sometime, and only got up when dawn was breaking today. I don't have to think about today's dinner, as I have leftovers from Thursday, so it's all taken care of. I like when I don't have to think. It's like discovering you have an unexpected luxury on hand.
I spent quite a bit of Saturday evening looking for a pair of debit cards I got as a rebate for some stuff I bought. In the olden times, rebates arrived as checks one could deposit into one's back account. Now they often are debit cards, encouraging the recipient to spend the rebate instead of save it. But I had displaced an envelope containing the two cards totaling thirty six dollars. Did I accidentally throw them out? Did I simply put them in the wrong stack of stuff? Well, I'd done something stupid for sure, and I lamented my growing stupidity, because I really want to spend that thirty six bucks now, but can't until I find those cards.
So this morning I decided to check the drawer in my bedside table to see if I put them there, but I didn't find them. Then I saw my wallet sitting on the table, and a vague memory stirred. I felt about in one of the small compartments, and there they were. It turned out I hadn't done something stupid, I'd done something smart, and then stupidly forgot the smart thing I'd done. So, rather in a parallel manner to Schrodinger's cat, my brain is both stupid and smart at the same time. Now I can buy something. The thing I buy will probably turn out to be stupid, but for now it isn't yet, and maybe, like my aged brain, it will even turn out to be both smart and stupid at the same time, so there's no point dwelling on it. Let Schrodinger worry about it. Or his cat. I have other stupid and smart things to do.
( Sunday Verse )
I spent quite a bit of Saturday evening looking for a pair of debit cards I got as a rebate for some stuff I bought. In the olden times, rebates arrived as checks one could deposit into one's back account. Now they often are debit cards, encouraging the recipient to spend the rebate instead of save it. But I had displaced an envelope containing the two cards totaling thirty six dollars. Did I accidentally throw them out? Did I simply put them in the wrong stack of stuff? Well, I'd done something stupid for sure, and I lamented my growing stupidity, because I really want to spend that thirty six bucks now, but can't until I find those cards.
So this morning I decided to check the drawer in my bedside table to see if I put them there, but I didn't find them. Then I saw my wallet sitting on the table, and a vague memory stirred. I felt about in one of the small compartments, and there they were. It turned out I hadn't done something stupid, I'd done something smart, and then stupidly forgot the smart thing I'd done. So, rather in a parallel manner to Schrodinger's cat, my brain is both stupid and smart at the same time. Now I can buy something. The thing I buy will probably turn out to be stupid, but for now it isn't yet, and maybe, like my aged brain, it will even turn out to be both smart and stupid at the same time, so there's no point dwelling on it. Let Schrodinger worry about it. Or his cat. I have other stupid and smart things to do.
( Sunday Verse )
