This explains me. I forget so many things that I need to do, that I need to remember, ie appointments and chores and watering the garden, but I remember almost every story I’ve ever been told. I remember exact words of conversations from 20+ years ago, but forget what I just talked about with someone on the phone. I remember what my husband looked like and what he was wearing the first time we met, but I can’t remember what I wore yesterday. I forget to eat and forget to cook…
I’m lucky my husband understands and unlucky that he remembers less than I do. I keep telling him he’s a writer at heart.
Christy is a writer, crafter, amateur photographer and enjoys sharing recipes. She also loves pushing buttons in Photoshop until her pictures magically look better.
Always looking for more work, Christy is currently editing her first book, finishing her second, blogging, guest blogging and making a nuisance of herself.
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Always looking for more work, Christy is currently editing her first book, finishing her second, blogging, guest blogging and making a nuisance of herself.
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