It seems the older I get, the more absent minded I become. The worst is losing things while in the middle of a project. Today I was making an engine swap, and a header pipe and spinner disappeared. I've searched everywhere possible (even went through the trash), and they have vanished. I have lost tools, parts and even books I was reading. Anyone else have this problem? Any tips to help alleviate this problem would be appreciated mightily. (Mods: If this belongs in "Off Topic", please move)

I've found that as my shop gets messier, I lose more things. The only thing that works for me is to clear a bench when I start doing something. Then everything related to that project stays on that bench. This works most, but not all, of the time.

Tim,
I know exactly what you are talking about. Oh, hang on a sec, phone call.


ok, back now. hmmm, what were we talking about?? I forgot!!!!

I guess it happens to all of us. Just part of growing older.

Ken

Thats like my dropping screws. Whenever I'm working, there is never a time where I do not drop at least one screw. The worst part of it is, whenever I drop something, it magically dissapears into my garage floor, never to be found again. Then I have to go get like 5 screws for 1 dollar to replace ONE screw that I lost. Losing things happens to me occaisionally, but not as frequantly as dropping screws.

Growing older? I'm like that, and in my early thirties.

I paid around $60 for this "fold up tool kit frm Costco". Real nice thing with sockets, wrenches, pliers and the whole thing. It folds up flat so that it fits well right behind my seat in my pickup. The other day i noticed the identical set in my closet where i keep another tool box and a drill bit set. I walk out to my truck and that one is still in their. Why did I buy another one? I have no idea why or when I did it nor do i need it but their it is.

This is a natural state of being for me. I've always been forgetful. I've had times when I have looked EVERYWHERE for something - Then I finally fine it - In my other hand!

This is all vary odd I'm 15 and I have lost about $100 worth of stuff not to mention some of my Dad's craftsmen tools...So he says. I agree to piper Chuck I need a clean work belch before I start anything.

I finally found my spinner and header pipe. Some fool had put them in a coffee can, neatly labled the lid as to contents and stored them away under a pile of crap in my travel trailer.

That's funny, I fond I have more difficulty finding things right after I clean up.

A co-worker of mine has a funny saying about memory as it relates to age: "It's the second thing to go. And I can't remember what the first is."

I wonder how much money I've blown buying parts that I thought I had, but couldn't find in my mess. Then after I bring them home, there they are, under this or behind that![:@]

yep, putting things somewhere "safe" usually means they won't be found anytime soon...




dave

another thing I do is buy hardware for the "next plane" and put it all in the box with all the rest of my other hardware (still in the package. Then when it comes time to build it, i go out and buy the hardware I need but that i already had but to lazy to look through the box for it! Crazy world we have eh?

That is so true...... I drop screws all the time, never to be found. Must be like the "Screw Bermuda Triangle" under our work benches......

Bought a book on How To Get A Good Memory but I can't remember where I put it.

Hey dude I have gotten to the point of walking from one room in the house to another and forgetting why I went there to start with getting old sucks. What can ya do it never stops mekanic

BTDTBTTS, I loaded all my planes and radios when I evacuated for Rita and since brought everything back into my shop
except for one RX which I still have yet to find heck, I don't know if it even left the house with the other stuff. It couldn't be one of my cheapo fm rx's either it had to be a PCM 9ch, most expensive one I got. CRS went into overdrive when I turned 40 whats worse is now I take the extra step to put things up I just forget where I put em..[&:]

They all go to the 4th dimension, the anti-universe. When you die you will be united with all your lost stuff in one big explosion.

I'm still looking for one of the double-threaded screws that hold the front panel onto my breaker box. I dropped one several years ago and have been looking for it ever since. I'm sure it went to the other side.

I just have a little gremlin following me around and moving my stuff. I lay a screw driver on the edge of a table. I leave the room and, when I return, I can't find it. I search in and out of the room for a while and, finally, find it laying on the edge of the table. I am not kidding! I am quite certain this creature is real!

When I look for an item that I need really badly and can't find it, I give up and go for a new one. I tell my wife not to worry, I will trip over it when I get back. And, I usually do! I know that nasty little creature is here some where, if I could just find him.

I find this fellow sitting at the field bench looking very sad and miserable. Walk up to him and asked if he's OK. He tells me he has a very beautiful and loving wife who cares for his every need. She does (almost) everything for him, including cleaning his planes and engines after each flight, make sure his batteries are all charged up before the weekend, etc, etc. 'Wow, wished my wife was like that', I said. 'So why do you look so miserable', I asked. He replied, 'I can't remember where I live'.

Guys, your problems are nothing compared to this chap.

The R/C godess that married this man had returned to R/C heaven. Too bad he lied to the fairy who popped up from the bush with the golden plane.

Clement

My wife cleaned my room once on her day off. There are still some things that I haven't found yet.

This is too funny, everything I read here has happened. Has anyone tore the shop apart looking for that other retract? You know...the one you put in the other wing an hour ago.

I was downstairs in my shop the other day. Trying to mount a new engine on a plane. Typical work bench--looks like a bomb went off. Stuff everywhere. Every stinkin' tool I got--just to swap out an engine.

I'm searching all over for a phillips screwdriver. Not just any phillips screwdriver--the right one for this particular screw. I little bitty screwdriver. 5 minutes later--I'm still searching around.

Turns out it's sideways in my mouth.[:-][&:]

Yup, I got CRS real bad.[&o]

Not exactly:

But I did spend about 2 hours looking for a pair of servos once. I needed them for the aileron servos. Got mad. Went upstairs. LEFT THE HOUSE and went to dinner with my family. Came back home and looked untill I was about to explode. Couldn't find them servos.

Thats because they were already in the wing panels.[:-]

I'm tellin' y'all, I got it BAD

Bill Cosby has a routine about forgetting. He asks why it is that you go to a room for something and then forget why. You go back to where you started and sit down. The minute your butt hits that chair you remember what it was that you were going to do. SOOOOOO.....whenever you forget.....you just grab your behind.....and you will instantly remember your mission. Regards.