I’m happy to report I haven’t moved again since my last post.
There was way too much to do right here at our current home, including launching my memoir, A Movable Marriage, with an event at RG Livreiros Bookstore, and celebrating my husband’s birthday (on the same day).
To those of you who have already bought AMM, I say thank you. If you haven’t but would like to know more, here’s the direct Amazon link: amzn.to/1OiGlUU.
On to matters of the moment: this being Monday, it’s bridge lesson day. I break out into a cold sweat at about 1:30 p.m. on Mondays, because I know in exactly one hour I will have to know what my partner is telling me when she bids 1 Spade or 1 Club, which convention or transfer to use, and how to finesse. I freeze and draw a blank, just as I did during final exams in college.
Not content with the many sheets of notes distributed by our instructor, I’ve created a fistful of my own cards. Together they are a daunting package.
Confessing my concern to my husband about humiliating myself this afternoon, he, of course, had a solution. “Build a memory palace,” he said.
So I Googled the phrase and came up with this video, featuring Ronnie White: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3vlpQHJ09do.
I’ve decided to give it a try. Right after I read my notes one more time.