It's not a "senior moment," it's a "doorway moment"
When I go from one room to another, I stand in the second room like a dufus, wondering why the heck I'm there. I can't even remember what I was trying to do.
I did this again today. I vaguely remembered some research had come out about this phenomena six months or so ago, so I googled "doorway memory."
What it is, say scientists, is that the doorway is an "event eraser." Yes, just the act of walking through a doorway can erase the memory!
It's interesting to read how they did the study. I have one link that's an easy read (hey, it's summer!),
but if you want specifics of the study, I recommend one at [link:http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=why-walking-through-doorway-makes-you-forget|Scientific American.
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From now on I will repeat why I am leaving the room when I reach the doorway.
Cher
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[font color="navy" face="Verdana"]It justifies most of my forgetful existence.
Literally.
My usual response to most questions from my mother when I was a kid was, "I forgot." We had a lot of doorways.
