Lagging Memory
After a few days the organization seems foreign to me.
More and more it seems as though I cannot remember things without leaving at least once and coming back. I leave for work in the morning, walk ten steps outside of my house, and turn around to get the sunglasses I have forgotten for the fifth time in the past few days. It is becoming a compulsory part of my everyday routine. At the end of the work day I leave to come home only to realize the second I walk outside the office that I've left my keys, phone, sunglasses, watch and ring inside. And this happens almost every day.
I believe it all stems from my fits of pseudo-organizational schemes. I'm a sporadically organized person with no real overall governing organization principles. I usually tend to organize on the micro level when I have become so disorganized that I can no longer function without introducing some sort of order on the world around me: everyday things are arranged in a nice pile on my desk; frequently worn clothes are moved to the most accessible drawers; books I might read soon are moved so that they are near each other. But each is for naught. After a few days the organization seems foreign to me. The problem is that I come up with so many different methods of organizing my living space that they eventually begin to conflict and interact with one another until after a while I can no longer remember the logic that originally governed their creation.
It's gotten so bad that I've recently started organizing my weekly wardrobe by day worn because I can't ever remember what shirt or pants I've worn on which day. It's only Thursday and I couldn't tell you what I wore yesterday, Tuesday or Monday. After a great deal of struggle I could probably sort it out, but it's amazing how quickly that information encrypts itself in my brain. I only have about 5 shirts that I wear to work, and as I only do laundry about once every week or two, it is for some reason very important that I don't wear the same thing twice in a row.
Perhaps my memory will improve over time, or perhaps I will become more attentive to the world around me and derive some sort of universal organization scheme to my life that will help me to sort things out when my memory fails me, but one thing is certain: I can't go a single day without forgetting at least one thing - somewhere.