My husband often can't come up with the names for things, and he expects me to read his mind and know what he means. Strangely, sometimes I actually do. He once said he wanted this dessert, couldn't remember the name, but he made a circle with his hands and I knew he meant creme brulee. But when he starts a conversation with "Remember that time we went to that place and did that thing?" I have no clue. He couldn't remember the name of these puff pastry cookies he likes so he called them "air biscuits", so now we just call them that.
I don't have that but I have ADHD, so I sometimes have trouble remembering to do things, or misplacing things, and it seems to happen more often now that I am past sixty. I have to attach my Keys to my purse or I would constantly be losing them. I only buy earrings at garage sales because I lose them so often.
Getting old is rough.