Shit I do that, and from what they tell me a lot of the people I know. :biggrin: In our cases I think it's a combination of age and the pressure of a lot of responsibilities. Maybe lackanookie.

Isn't it past your bedtime, way out there on the East Coast? At 53, I don't think I should be having such profound memory blankouts, and I don't have the pressure of lot's of responsibilities at this point. And I DO have a sex life. The whole damn mess is so convoluted for me. As much as anything, I am suffering from a terrific emotional aftershock of all the VERY bad things that happened to me in the last couple of years of the "breathing CO without knowing it" exercise. I am afraid of people because I feel they may have one up on me and remeber or know things that I don't. People will tell me about stuff that I've done or said, and I'll think they're joking because I don't remember any of it. I can remember the pythagorean theorem, but I don't remember what I did an hour ago. It makes for a bewildering, frustrating, and very non functional life.

So does this mean that you totally spent your way through the inheritance you told us about? You said you were going to pay a great deal of that towards your future rent so you didn't have to worry about it.

Are you sure? :eyebrow:

I'm sure it does. Since I don't play a Doctor on TV, I can't offer any medical solutions, but common sense tells me you should work your brain as hard as you can in spite of the frustration. Try to develop those alternate paths and connections. Make notes, manually or electronically, to help you keep things straight and lower the frustration level.

Alternatively, you could find God, grow another belly button, put everything in His(her) hands and just bumble along. No,..wait,...that only works if your President,....nevermind. ;)

You're funny, Bruce! And I am getting better than and I was and I do take notes and try to do things to exercise my brain. I've been trying to do things to restore my self confidence, too. It's a process, and it takes time which is the one thing I feel that I don't have with this Feburary out on the streets deadline hanging over my head.

It was a pretty small sum of money. I paid my rent up through Feburary and I actually have stashed away the money to pay for 6 months rent in addition, but I don't know if my landlord will go for a six month extension on my lease rather than the usual year. I need to call him and find out about this, but I've been putting it off for fear of getting a negative reply. Even if he DOES go for an abbreviated extension, I'll still be in the same fix down the road since all housing vouchers are now frozen. Maybe the voc-rehab people will be able to do something for me by then, maybe not. I hate the uncertainty of it all, and it tends to paralyse me which is not a very effective response.