I dont think that having a bad driver is the Tesla's fault?

I am still looking for the bank envelope with ten 100 dollar bills in it that I put in a safe place.

@patriciae_gw, sounds like you picked the right place...and very safe! I've done the same thing. :-/

I avoided one just now, by hitting 'delete' instead of 'submit'!

I can submit a recent one. I took a friend to Costco and all the way home my interior light at the front wouldn't turn off. Either with the door closing or manually. I dropped her off and high-tailed to my mechanic.

He advised taking it to the dealership but he did get it to go off manually.

Karma, a sign or whatever you want to call it....I couldn't get through to make an app't so I left it.

Walking to the car later this week from the rear, I noticed that the rear door wasn't closed tight. It was latched, and the door-ajar light never showed. Had I not walked to the car from the rear, I wouldn't have noticed the door. Light works perfectly. (I don't remember either of us opening the rear door.....)

Outside, we did the opposite with the garage door. It was open, but for some reason as DH started backing out he pressed the door button in the car. The garage door came down on the tailgate window. I heard the door going up and down, came into the garage, and pressed the button on the wall, but DH was pressing it in the car. I thought the door was just acting up. Finally I realized it was repeatedly hitting the tailgate window, or what was left of it. The door went off the track, so we had to repair not only the tailgate window, and get the garage door back on the track, but we had to fix and paint where the garage door trim was knocked off.

Tuesday I took my brother Kevin to Cedars-Sinai Hospital to drop him off for a hernia surgery operation (This is the same place where Madonna had her hernia surgery, so it must be good🤩) and we went in his Toyota pickup, as it is more comfortable than my super-compact car. He drove himself up to the door and parked in a red zone, put the hazard flashing lights on, got his bag, and left. I then got out and got in the driver's seat, but I had no idea how to turn the hazard lights off, and so I drove off with them on. At each red light, I tried to find a button to push but could not find the right one. At one point, I pulled the lever that adjusts the steering wheel angle, and after I got that back in place, I stopped looking.

When I got back to our house, I called Kevin and asked him how to turn them off. He said to push a button in the center of the console that has two concentric triangles on it. I tried pushing this button, but it was jammed, and the lights would not turn off. I called Kevin back, and he told me that I would have to disconnect the battery temporarily. I asked him how to open his hood and hung up after he told me. I was never able to open the hood, but I did manage to pull the cover of the console up, thus loosening the hazard light button, and the hazard lights turned off. Then I snapped the console back on and let Kevin know that I had solved the problem.

Unfortunately, Kevin has been kept in the hospital ever since, and this is his 5th day for a procedure that was supposed to require less than a day in the hospital. The first night, he was forced to sleep in the recovery room because the hospital was too full, but he did get a private room the next day. He texted me again today, and the issues he is having are still not resolved. I'm getting anxious and nervous, but I do think that they will take good care of him. They managed with Madonna, and so they should be able to manage with my brother.

Bpath, that sounds like a real comedy of errors! I dont know why I didn't look at the garage door when I got in his truck that day. Except in really cold weather, we almost always have our garage doors open, so I guess I was expecting it to be open.

Lars, i hope Kevin is okay to come home soon.

i was backing my van out of our garage. The pontoon boat was in the driveway and i was very careful not to hit it. But i forgot his truck was attached to the boat. Hit his passenger side, $800. My van $1,300. I will never park in the garage when pontoon in driveway!

I have a bad habit of wearing reading glasses and forgetting they are on top of my head. I have to give props to the take out guy for not laughing at me for sticking the second pair on my head with the first pair.

I've been doing a bunch of stapling and realized I had done some stuff backwards. I took it apart and promptly re-stapled it the way I had already stapled it. My work buddy laughed at me for it, but knows I am still her best worker. Lol!

Lars, I’m sending best wishes to Kevin!

You mean like making a pot of chicken soup and leaving it on the counter to cool down and forgetting to ever put it in the fridge?

Or do you mean like running around the house looking for the glasses that were on top of my head?

Well, it seems like I'm in good company. I can say that i've experienced about 75% of the above to a certain extent. Leaving a pot of food out. Check. Meeting the garage door with the car. Check. Glasses on head. Check, check, check.

Lars, I am sorry to read about Kevin's complications. I hope he is home soon and has a full recovery.

I think all of my idiot moments are indeed senior moments, and one of my worst ones is forgetting to turn the water off in the horse troughs, which I fill or top off almost every day, as hot as it is. There are six of them, and it isn't unusual for me to completely forget and leave at least one running all night. Fortunately, all of them come from our water well, so it just costs me the electricity to run the pump....and not community water, which goes to the house and the barn, and goes through a meter.

Way before I was a senior citizen I ripped the side mirror off my car backing out too fast. Someone years ago scraped their brand new car on one of the pillars at work in the parking garage. Well, I made the mistake of saying out loud, "how in the world do you do that?" I think about a week later, guess who scraped the side of their car pulling out of the parking garage? Oh, and then there was the time I forgot the garbage bins were in the driveway and ran into one, taking out a taillight.

Lars, im sorry to hear that Kevin had to stay on in the hospital and I hope he has a speedy recovery.

Kath, I knocked the sideview mirror off my car when I hit the fence backing out of my driveway. Ive only backed out of that driveway a million times.

Sending positive thoughts that Kevin will recover quickly.

Best wishes for brother's recovery.

I'm not sure what a senior moment is or isn't but I've come to realize in the past few decades that either I was more capable when younger, quite lucky in my earlier adult years, or something else has been at work, because those days are gone. I seem much more prone to have physical mishaps and inconveniences than I used to be. I've become very careful and have tried to be a bit more deliberate when doing things that present some risk, whether driving, maneuvering a car in and out of garages or parking lots, walking around and not tripping, and the like. I don't allow myself to get distracted. I try to put things back where they belong or avoiding putting things down in random places. So far, so good.

Thanks for the good wishes for Kevin. He thinks he should be able to leave the hospital tomorrow, and so I will get up early again (as I have for the past week) so that I will be ready to pick him up when he gets released.

There should be less traffic on Sunday, and so that will be a plus. I hope I do not have a senior moment tomorrow! Everything else has been going well.

I've done the glasses thing many times. Often I walk into a room and have no clue why. I have to backtrack to set my brain into motion.

Sending well wishes to Kevin!!

I find myself with more limited bandwidth. Yesterday I was driving with friend to a place I've not been before, she was chattering away and asked me a question when I was at a difficult intersection and concentrating on making the proper turn ... I was silent for awhile and then made the turn. I apologized and told her I heard her but at that moment, didn't have the bandwidth to formulate a reply. I'm sure I would've been able to in my younger days. But these days, I have to turn down the radio to see better....

Science lesson yesterday so not a senior moment. Unless, of course, I learned this in 8th grade and forgot it!

So, I bought a new digital pressure cooker at a rummage sale. Cooked a batch of pintos in the PC. So far, so good.

After cooking the beans w/ celery, onion, oregano, chile de arbol, etc., I like to add chopped garlic & cilantro & simmer for a bit. (Because garlic & cilantro flavors don't stand up to high heat/ extended cooking & need to be added later.)

Being a rummage sale find, the PC was missing its simmer lid. No problem. I rummaged in the drawer & found a Kitchen Aid glass lid (encased in a circle of silicone) that fit perfectly. A little too perfectly as it turned out.

After simmering for 30 minutes,,,,boy was I hungry for those pintos; the house smelled divine!....I couldn't get the darned lid off. Vacuum sealed itself to the PC insert. It was stuck, really, really stuck.

OK, just leave it be. Come back in a while. Nope. The pan was only warm to the touch but the beans were boiling. I decided to haul it to the sink and hose it down with cold water. WRONG thing to do.

Fascinating, though. As I sprayed the pan with cold water, the contents started to boil furiously.

We have arrived at SOS Google time.

Sure enough, the boiling point of water is lower when the contents are under vacuum. As low as 15C (59F), depending on the vacuum... (which is as far as I read...)

Who knew? (This was NOT your standard pan lid vac-sealing itself to the countertop moment.)

Prolly everybody except dum-dum here.

I ended up being able to piece through the silicone with a very thin, pointed carbon steel knife blade. Withdrew the knife. No work. Try again. No work. Try again but this time slide an ice pick along the knife blade & through the silicone.

Ahh--a whisper of air. Reinsert ice pick, more air & finally, finally, the lid lifts off easy as pie.

Yikes!! ci-lantro!! I'm reminded of the time the PC lid blew off and burned my mother's face. Those things can be dangerous!!

I am quilty of wearing more than one pair of glasses on my head and not being able to find either of them. Happens all the time.

I also walk into a room and forget why by the time I get there. I have to backtrack to where I was when the inspiration hit me and then I might remember.

Annie, I am giggling uncontrollably at your being able to see better with the radio turned down. I thought that was one strange thing about me. I get laughed at when I have to do that. But it is true. I need to concentrate to see well sometimes. It is not an old people thing as I have been this way all of my life. I have never heard anyone say that, except you.

"Turn that darned thing down and has anyone seen my glasses? I cant find eithe pair of them and I cant see a darned thing with all that noise!". That is ME!!!

It is such a relief to read all these stories. Just this morning after a very minor mistake over an empty and a full bottle of aspirin and which to throw away, I was thinking of asking my doctor at the next physical to be tested for old age brain loss. It's just stupid little things, done because I am not focusing on the immediate issue.

The glasses thing reminded me of the time I was talking on my phone, at the same time looking for my phone, which I couldn't find. lol

I woke up this morning and realized I did not run the dishwasher last night. I wondered why the display did not say "END". The dirty dishes were all loaded and detergent added but I forgot to hit start.

Just this morning after a very minor mistake over an empty and a full bottle of aspirin and which to throw away,

LOL I would pour half the pills in the empty bottle and put it somewhere else. Somewhere else where I wouldn't be able to find it there, either.

Annie, the idea behind the digital PC was that it has a timer & shut off. So I wouldn't wander off & forget all about it.

Blowing up pressure cookers? I've done that. Greasy chicken broth on the ceiling and everywhere else in the kitchen. No injuries, fortunately.

I feel pretty dumb right now. We finally got our new fridge delivered. SOs mother heard we were getting a new one, and in true form pounced on SO demanding that we give her the old one. So, I was in there cleaning it. I do not know WHAT the goo on the very bottom shelf was. But I couldn't get it off. It was sticky like glue. Syrup? Jam? Who knows? I spent probably 30 minutes scraping at it with different cleaners and my scrubber sponge thing. Then I remembered, hey dummy, you have a giant box of magic erasers.

Took 15 seconds and it was sparkling clean. Rinsed the eraser out, and it took another minute or so to get the rest of the fridge and the freezer spotless. Dummy dummy dum dum.

Looking for my glasses while wearing them. Looking for my cell phone while talking on it.

Way back when, I lived in Dallas. Summers were HOT. One day, the AC went out. It was HOT. I happened to be working in a hotel, and it wasn’t full that night, so I stayed there to keep cool. The AC guy came the next day. The AC breaker had tripped, that’s all.

I sat on my chair with the TV remote and the portable telephone and when the phone rang reached for the remote which sorta resembles it. I recovered and did not talk on the remote.

I have tried to change the tv channel with my phone, as well as answering the tv remote when my phone rings.

I misplace my glasses about eleventy million times a day. I take them off to read something and then 20 minutes later when I need them it's the world's most annoying treasure hunt. 😁

Hoping Kevin is home and obeying doctor's orders Not To Lift Anything.

I hadn't expected that old age would make me *clumsy*, but it has. I think my kinetic sense has suffered a short circuit. I reach for something and reach too far and bash my fingers. I stumble over the toes of my shoes. I knock my elbows on doorways. It's all about misjudging space and not applying my muscles properly. (Maybe this has something to do with having shrunk two inches.)

The phone/remote tales reminded me of one years ago, when I was nowhere near "senior." I worked in accounting, and several times I pounded away on my adding machine, only to realize at the end of the column that I was instead pounding away on my phone console.

One winter, I left my mascara in the car overnite. Next morning on the way to teach, I could not get the mascara out. It was frozen. I got to school, stuck it in the microwave for a FEW seconds. It exploded all over the microwave. Took a long time to live that one down.

When I lose my phone in the house, I use my Ipad and ask a daughter to call me to find my phone. One time it was in my bra. ......

Moved into a house with a detached garage that had a service door without a lock. My car was stolen from the garage. Not wanting the rental car stolen while I waited to have a secure service door installed, I put a bicycle lock through the track on the garage door so that it could not be opened. I’m not at my best in the morning, so I pressed the garage door opener remote just a split second before I remembered the bicycle lock. Oops. Called the garage door repair company. As I started my explanation, the owner chuckled as he stopped me and said, “broom handle, right?” Me: “Close enough.”

Today I almost got into the wrong car in the Trader Joe's parking lot. I was about to open the trunk when I realized that the car was too clean and also had the wrong dealer ID. So I did not find out whether my key would work or not.

Thirty years ago (when I was not a senior) I did get into the wrong car at work but was unable to start the ignition. I was trying to use the company car and accidentally got into an almost identical car that belonged to a coworker, who was also a friend of mine. The company car key opened her door, but once I got inside, I noticed that the interior was somewhat different, and so I'm not sure whether I tried to start the wrong car or not.

I miss the days when cars had more distinctive looks - and style.

Lars, that happened to me...I walked up to what I thought was my car, put the key in the door and it worked. Once I opened the door, I realized it had stuff in there that wasn't mine, so I locked it again and went and found my own car which was a few spaces over. Scary.

Re garage accidents, co-worker who was new to the area came to me asking for a body shop guy. Seems he forgot his bike was mounted to his car roof when he drove into his garage...made a mess of both the bike and the car!

Then there are the truck drivers who've destroyed things by forgetting to put down the dump on the dump truck and drove into wires, bridges, all kinds of things.

Loved reading this. I have definitely done the "getting ready to leave the house" thing while talking on my phone but frantically looking for it so that I can leave.

Back in grad school days, we discoveref that the key to our Oldsmobile would open and start a classmate’s Oldsmobile. What were the chances of that. Guess Detroit ran out of key configurations.

I actually got into a green Outback Subaru exactly like ours. I ran into Lowes and my husband sat in the car. I grabbed the passenger handle and was entering the car when a man in the driver's seat just looked at me. Yikes!. Now I look for my little dachshund sticker on the back to make certain I have the right car.

Same! I was delivering a cooked turkey for a Thanksgiving celebration, parked right in front and went in to make sure they were ready for it. Came back, and no turkey -- who coulda stole my turkey I was gone less than a minute -- oh wait, it's in the back seat of the other green car (my car).

Had a minor hissy fit over a missing tug (connecting strap) on a breast collar. Had someone get me one off another one muttering under my breath how people should be more observant of keeping track of the tack. Then when I went to put on the bridle there was the tug, had somehow got caught up on it. So much for being observant. Better practice what I preach.

We got a new solar powered light for our flag. DH said we had to send it back because it wasn't working. I laid it down upside down on a table to take a look and it lit up since the light was blocked. He'd tested it merely holding it upside down to block the light not thinking how light can come still get in from below. He's actually the mechanically gifted one. At least he is usually. I learned well from him.

After one especially long, fatiguing day of frustration I had finished my last errand. I lost a half hour in a dark parking lot one night searching for my keys to the truck by phone flashlight after loading groceries. I emptied every bag, looked between and under the seats, checked the area around me, even looked under the truck. In frustration I decided to sit for a bit. There were my keys. I'd put them in the ignition so I wouldn't misplace them.

I am quilty of wearing more than one pair of glasses on my head and not being able to find either of them. Happens all the time.

I also walk into a room and forget why by the time I get there.

I've done both of those on a regular basis. the other week I went to the kitchen 3 x to fix lunch and each time I was distracted by something (refill the ice tray or whatever) and left the kitchen without anything to eat. the 3rd time I remembered.

Annie, I am giggling uncontrollably at your being able to see better with the radio turned down. I thought that was one strange thing about me.

I found that was true for me when my radio/CD player in the car died. I did check a few places to get a new one, but in time I got used to it not being on and decided I really liked the quiet within the car. that was 6-7 yrs ago and the dead one is still in the car. I'm not distracted by what's on the radio or changing the station / CD.

This happened today. DH and I went out to eat last night with some friends. I always put my 2 rings and earrings away on a tray almost first thing when we get home. Didnt give them another thought today because i worked my volunteer job and i never wear my rings there. This evening when I was organizing my things for an overnight trip tomorrow, I realized, No rings. It was my wedding ring and another right-hand ring I wear a lot that were missing. I was upset, felt sick about it, so DH and I combed the house, car, my purse, and anywhere else we could think to look. Finally i grabbed a shower and while in the shower it hit me where they were.

Late last night before bed, I decided they needed to be cleaned so put them in a container of solution to soak, and for some reason had put the container under the bathroom sink.

I walked out to my car and was rummaging around in my pants pocket for the keys. The keys were in my other hand. Now I understand the saying, "the right hand doesn't know what the left hand is doing."

I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and in my haze could not find the fly opening in my pajamas. The pajama bottoms were on backwards.