Ok now the truth can be told.....I have nursed an anxiety since the last dreadful cruise....I got my pin wrong twice in one of the delightful shops in Portugal.
I could not proceed for fear of losing my card so far from home but this has stayed with me through the coughing and the spluttering since I came home.
Over and again I have muttered the number I failed to produce last week.
So yesterday morning it was time to test it.
Off I went to the local garden centre....
I explained to the kind lady in charge of the transaction as she put my card into her small machine and it duly came up with the news that I had failed twice already!
I put in the numbers I had been saying under my breath for days.....and lo, they worked....
Old age is a dam nuisance, not least in the randomness of forgetfulness.
I am now assuming that my mishap in Portugal was my mind taking care of me....not letting me buy the white silk cardigan I would have enjoyed wearing on the cruise.
What ever, I am now so relieved that I have put the plants away... breathed a hefty sigh of relief and am ready to greet my gardener this morning with enough cash to pay him!
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3 comments:
My solution is to keep numbers as pretend contacts on my mobile. Invent a name and a plausible phone number. Only you know that four of the numbers are your pin, or the code to open a door.
Thank you so much.....that is so simple...and it will work....
It's also good to know that at least one other person has had similar problems.....
I also keep my number son my phone with fake ID'S but the forgetful thing happens to all of us regardless of age Jean.
You worry too much xx
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