I have been a bit absent-minded lately. I also feel like I’m living under a rock. My brain is quite selective in what it wants to keep in and what it throws out. Especially when I focus on one thing (or too many things at once) too much, my brain cancels out other stuff. And it sometimes does so quite randomly.
For instance, I found out yesterday that the European football championship is taking place this year. I’m not a big football fan, but I always like watching some matches. Staring at a screen with some muppets running around without a clear storyline is quite meditative. I had somehow expected that living in Germany would mean that you are reminded everywhere that these things take place. It’s one of these football nations, isn’t it. Apparently it doesn’t mean a thing. Only by accident I saw my home country beat Austria 2 to 0 in yesterday’s match, which started about half an hour after me realizing that UEFA2020 was postponed to 2021. I knew somehow that it was postponed due to the pandemic, and that the next year would be this year, but my brain never put the two together.
It also took me up to this afternoon to realize that we’re experiencing a full-on heatwave right now. Even though I’ve been sweating my balls of in my office the entire week, I somehow failed to link it to my surroundings, or the weather, or whatever. So it really was without a second thought that I decided that today would be a good day to give my greenhouse plants a good trim. The jungle was getting out of hand. What was also getting out of hand was the temperature. It must have been fifty degrees centigrade in there. I do not recommend cutting plants for two hours in a hot sunny greenhouse. It’s quite dumb. Also a recipe for a good headache. (Check!)
It’s one of those typical symptoms I get when I’m doing too much stuff. The brain starts to cut resource supply to the areas that don’t matter. It’s somehow funny the first time you receive a package and think “Hey, who sent me something :)?”, only to find out it was something I ordered myself the day before. After a few times it becomes a bit scary though. I guess it’s good that it’s weekend now, and I have no plans. Or maybe I forgot them…