Since we’ve moved into our new neighborhood, I’ve met more people than the first day in a new school. But unlike my school days, I’m finding it much more challenging to remember everyone’s names.
In our little cul-de-sac alone there are Bob and Sue, and Bob and Karen. There’s Jim and Mary Ellen, and Jim and Darlene, and Jim and Marilyn (I kid you not). There’s Kevin and Karen, and Roger and Fran. Roberta and Bill. Ned and Elaine.
You get the picture. All of it reminding me (again!) that I’m not as young as I once was, and my brain no longer works as efficiently as it once did.
I’ve read a lot recently about the ways we can keep our brains in shape, and I’ve been happy to learn that many of them are already part of my daily life.
Brain boot camp, I call it.
You can read more about it here at Medium.