Evidence that people about to turn 50 can't cope with change
It's like walking into a familiar bedroom and finding that someone has moved the wardrobe into the opposite corner, removed the mirror from the dressing table, and replaced the Monet print on the wall above the bed with a modern abstract print called 'Life's Mysteries'.
What's worse is, my memory is so bad these days that I don't remember they've changed Blogger and so I get a new shock every time.
Which reminds me. Have you read 'Before I Go to Sleep' yet? That's what happens to the main character - she wakes up every morning and has absolutely no memory of the day before. It's a brilliant debut (*spits*) and I couldn't put it down.
Just as well, because if I had put it down, I would never have remembered where I'd put it.
That reminds me of something else I was thinking about today. (Another symptom: rambling.)
Why are these called 'memory sticks' when all we do with them is leave them in computers then wonder where they are?