Thanks for posting, as it made me confront uncomfortable moments in experiencing.

At 77, I’m mirroring your concerns. I don’t get lost when driving , but I frequently have to remind myself what errands I’m on when I go to town.

Pretty sure I would have been deemed ADHD if a diagnosis were available in my childhood. I make lists, and then lists of which lists to prioritise. Then I take pictures of my lists, because I will forget to take them (dang, the AI word prompts are so accurate: scary).

Not getting things done is my most destructive and frustrating trait. Not new, but worsening each year. Like reading posts now, when I should be doing bookwork.

Really no one I can discuss my concerns with (no close friends or family), and I am reluctant to seek professional help. Pretty sure I worry about things that would not trouble a younger person.

Should really be a branch of geriatrics dedicated to coping with this time of everyone’s’ life. I would definitely be interested in attending classes or groups to learn how to cope better. Anonymity of the crowd… “asking for a friend.”

On the upside, I enjoy yard work, keep abreast of the news via apps like NYT and local news, listen to a wide variety of audiobooks, attend church, and belong to two service clubs.