Our attention spans are now believed to be the same as that of goldfish, which is to say, roughly eight seconds.
I was surprised to read that, and was going to read the article all the way to the end, but then I saw a link on the side of the screen to pictures of “Celebrities Who Have Not Aged Well.”
I do remember it said — the article, not the aging celebrities — that we can’t sustain — hold on, my cell is ringing.
Well, I can hear it, but I can’t find it. Where’s that coming from? Is it upstairs? Why are these shoes still sitting here? I’ll just run them up to the closet.
The phone stopped ringing. But now the dryer is buzzing. Oh there’s my purse, sitting on the washing machine.
Got it. Whoa. I can’t believe this. That load of white clothes still isn’t dry.
Two missed calls. Three texts.
Anyway, the article says that by flitting from one thing to another, we develop a chronic sense of boredom — do we have anything for dinner? Maybe we have leftovers. Nope, not much in here. Looks like we need milk. Hmm — I started a list somewhere.
I’ll just add milk to notes on my phone. More texts. Not sure about this one. I could be free Tuesday, I need to check the desk calendar.
Where is that calendar? Maybe it’s with that old address book. I really ought to check to make sure I’ve transferred all those addresses to my computer.
What a cute “Thinking of You” card. Wonder who I was thinking of?
We need a card for our daughter-in-law who is having a birthday soon. Is it the 14th or the 9th? If hers is the 14th, our son-in-law’s is the 9th. Or is it the other way around? The husband sent a picture of a chart he made of all the family birthdays to my cell. Where is that picture? Scrolling, scrolling, scrolling.
Hold on. News alert. Interstate closing due to a semi-truck rollover.
I should hit Twitter for a second, see if I’m missing anything. Maybe I could find something that looks good for dinner on Pinterest.
What’s this? I’ve been invited to pin on a baby shower board. Oh, I forgot I said I’d help with that one. Fun game ideas. Look at that adorable table setting!
Table setting. Dinner. I wonder about fish. Not fish for dinner, although we really should eat more fish. I wonder about the attention span of fish. How did they determine fish have an attention span of eight seconds? That’s not even long enough to update their status on Fishbook. (Social media humor.)
I have a hard time believing we have eight-second attention spans. Personally, I think there are days when I can focus on something as long as 10 or 12 seconds.