How my brain works (and doesn't)

I use a headset at work for the phone. I worried for a while that hanging up the handset would hurt someone else's ears, so I hung it up gently (but quickly, as a coworker hangs her phone up very violently every time, and it hurts my ears). Just recently, I figured out that since the microphone/input from my end is at my mouth, I can't hurt someone's ears by hanging up the handset violently. Le duh, but that's how my mind works (or rather, doesn't).

At hockey on Sunday, I was one of 3 playing D. It was great fun, but I kept losing track of whether I was the next one subbing out. Liz reprimanded me at one point, "Dude, don't deke the bench," which, for my non-hockey-playing readers, means "Don't skate up to the bench as if you're going to sub out and then not sub out, as it just confuses folks and that's not cool" (Liz is very succinct). My brain could handle playing hockey (most of the time), but the subbing? I just couldn't track it.

The only way I can keep track of which way we're going is to look at the goalies as I skate in to line up for the face-off. Once we're playing, I'm good, but before that? Not on a bet.

One of the things I'm learning as I get older is that certain things just don't work well for my brain, whereas others work fine, or even great. And that that's OK. I have to compensate for some things (e.g., make lists, check our library checkouts online, put sticky notes by the front door). It's annoying, but there you have it: deal with it, and don't deke the brain.