Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Conservation

I’m not talking about ecology, save the spotted owl; hug a tree when I say Conservation. I am talking about Piaget’s Concrete Operational Stage of cognitive development. AND the fact that I am having a bit of regression back before my brain could grip the whole conservation theory.
My problem is that I thought that the storage unit I rented was big enough for all my household possessions plus Kitten’s college-bound girl’s stuff. My problem in trying to determine if there was enough space I couldn’t remember if there was enough room. (If that make any sense at all.)
See … I work out in a rural area. In this rural area the farmers are not growing normal crops like soybean, corn, llama’s, pineapples like regular farmers do .. oh no, Oregon is known for its sod and grass seed farms. And all the grass has come to seed and is blowing its evil spores up and down the valley. We’re all red-eyed, sneezing coughing grumpy victims of the horticulture agribusiness.
So I took some benadryl. Oh, big mistake! It was like some kind of anti-psychotic drug on my system, like a mental wet blanket. I was worthless at work. I could NOT engage my head to do any high brain functions. So I left early. I took a nap.
Later when Kitten stopped by to tell me she had a bunch of boxes to put into storage my mind tried to engage in some of that higher functioning, to much disappointment. I could not remember, nor visualize any space left in storage. AND what made it worse I couldn’t articulate my confusion, for I was stoned out of my noggin from the antihistamine. So that caused some frustration, heated dialog and tears. But then I wiped my eyes and tried to think more clearly.
Eventually I had to actually go down there and look for myself, take a picture even to get it imprinted on my mind. I had lost my ability to define empty spaces, and what can fill them. I lost conservation ability.
But that’s ok .. There was space, and I came up with a back-up plan: Box up the children and put them into storage until the house is ready. Viola!

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