I lose things. Often. I put something down, someone gets my attention and pulls me away from my task, then I’ll likely go off and do something else entirely, and finally I realize I can’t find the original item and I waste an unbelievable amount of time trying to retrace my steps. If I were to tell you this is something new, you’d say, well, it’s a function of age. The sadder truth is...I’ve done this my whole life. My mother used to say she was grateful my head was attached to my neck or else I’d forget it somewhere. It got so bad that I went to a major bookstore in my area and bought the biggest book on shelf about “how to get yourself organized.” I know I brought it home....I just haven’t been able to find it since. So much for self help. In the 7:00 hour today I’m playing Beethoven’s Rondo a capriccio, Op. 129 with the brilliant pianist Evgeny Kissin (see below!). I used to think that piece, which has the nickname “Rage Over a Lost Penny,” was about the anger felt at losing the penny, a veritable fortune in Beethoven’s day. (And depending on which one you choose, could even be pretty valuable today!) Now I think it means the rage over the time wasted having to look for the thing misplaced. I’ve always said the thing I hate the most is “waste” of any kind: Wasted food is a sin, wasted opportunity is a crime, wasted time... is both.
Let’s not waste any time. We can look forward to this rainy day as a chance to clean out closets and drawers and get organized, once and for all. You go first.
By the way, one of my favorite bumper stickers reads: “Of all the things I’ve lost, I miss my mind the most.” Happy Friday! (It is Friday, isn’t it?)