Can we remember as we once could?

We got up and Evelyn went to exercise while I showered, called AARP to order teaching materials for the Drive Safely class, and prepared for the town meeting. We both had to speak: Evelyn about Ladies Leisure and I about volunteers for parking at the garage sale next Tuesday. I also asked if anyone would be interested in having a driver class before Christmas. No one was so I met with the activities coordinator after the meeting and established the class on January 24 and 25. Those were days the Outback was available. We have many activities here every day. I had to return home and call AARP to cancel the original dates for the class and register the new dates. The class will be posted on the Internet and the dates need to be posted. I came back and waited for Evelyn. When she returned, it was time to go to the hospital for what we thought would be 15 minutes of training. It was nearly 1 before we left there--two hours. And we were not finished. The job is quite complicated. We came home for lunch before running the errands I thought we would run earlier. We ate casserole leftover from Saturday night. It was still delicious, and Evelyn took a nap after. We then went to the bank to cash a check I had received Sunday. Then we went to see if I could get the Kahlua into the UPS delivery queue. I did and it should be on its way to Indiana by now. We then went on to the grocery to buy some things with which to make cookies for Christmas and an appetizer for the golf club party Saturday afternoon. We came home and prepared to return to the gift shop at the hospital where we think we will volunteer. We packed some peanut butter and peach butter to spread on the hazelnut/poppy seed bread we had made. We went back at 5 and stayed until 8:30. There is a great many things to remember. We had even forgotten some of the things we had done at noon. We may be able to remember some things but we worry that we are just too old to remember those things from week to week. We had a nice pair of young people to help train us on the night shift. But they are young and can remember many things that we might not be able to. The problem is that when we are there alone we might not remember what to do and have no one to bail us out. I am concerned. Did I say that? We came home and Evelyn worked on making chocolate bon bons. All this without her recipe book that she left in North Carolina. She is quite a talent in the kitchen (among other places) so I am certain all the cookies will be delicious regardless. I spent my time writing this blog and worrying a bit. I think it is obvious what concerns me.