You can say THAT again. Between the bipolar, the meds, and the simple fact of being in late middle age, I have a terrible memory. I am the Sticky Note Queen. If those things hadn't been invented, I'd probably be walking around in circles, confused as hell, while peeing down my own leg. Color-coding also helps---red for gotta-do-right-NOW, yellow for urgent but not critical things, green for tasks of average importance, and blue for whenever-the-hell-I-get-to-it.