Dumber Than Usual

I've been feeling dumber than usual lately, and my memory, never great, seems to be getting worse as well.

I don't remember what made me think of this as a blog post.

;-)

I've been posting less frequently lately because it seems harder than usual for me to scrape up enough brain cells to put thoughts into words, words into sentences, and sentences into a cohesive thought, and I really don't know why.

I don't even know whether or not I should be concerned about this. I guess it isn't impacting my life in an enormous way. I can remember grooming notes long enough to groom an entire dog and I can get through regular life without too much difficulty.

Sometimes conversations are difficult. Well, sometimes I have a hard time with conversations anyway, just because I'm me.

Sometimes I worry that my brain is erasing memories from my past faster than it's creating memories of what's happening now. With the exception of a few scattered events, almost everything that has happened more than a few years ago is completely gone, like it never even happened.

I suppose that means I don't need to worry about living in the past too much.

This is sounding whiny and depressing, and that wasn't my intent. Hm, let me think of something funny now...

I've been on Yahoo Answers lately, trying to help answer people's questions about dogs and grooming, and it sure is interesting. Some people are on there just as a joke, some people are just idiots, some are really trying to find advice. It all makes me lament the death of the English language. I would love to write an entire post about that, but I'm pretty sure I would offend, bore, or confuse some portion of you readers, and I'm not really willing to take that risk.

OK, it's time for bed. Maybe a good night's sleep will help my brain. Hailey and Dillin and I all say Good Night!