If you have never experienced walking into a room and forgetting what you came there for, please stop reading immediately and go stand in a corner with all the other people this writer has no interest in communicating with.
The rest of you, listen up: Science, taking a short break from predicting tsunamis, erupting volcanoes, earthquakes, sliding hillsides, snow fields, glaciers, burning trees, meteor mayhem, killer viruses, and the Holocene Extinction Event, has finally done something helpful. They have given us something other than ourselves to point to for our memory lapses.
Blame it on the doors (but not on The Doors. If your brain has been fried due to ingesting too many hallucinogenics while repeatedly listening to “Light My Fire” in some seedy student-infested lodging, we can’t help you here)
Psychologists at the University of Notre Dame have discovered that passing through a doorway triggers what’s known as an “Event Boundary” in the mind, separating one set of thoughts and memories from the next. Your brain files away the thoughts you had in the previous room and prepares a blank slate for the new locale.
That means that by the time you’re staring blankly at the kitchen counter, your brain has already moved on from the thought that led you in there, and you can’t always effectively backtrack. “Recalling the decision or activity that was made in a different room is difficult because it has been compartmentalized,” chief researcher Gabriel Radvansky said. “Entering or exiting through a doorway serves as an ‘event boundary’ in the mind, which separates episodes of activity and files them away.”
The best part about this research is that it seems to pertain to people of all ages. So young people, those folks who remind us on a daily basis of all the terrible things we did to our own parents, are just as vulnerable to this as we are.
Radvansky conducted three experiments in both real and virtual environments, observing college students as they performed memory tasks while crossing a room and while exiting a doorway.
In one experiment, Radvansky found that the subjects forgot more after walking through a doorway compared to moving the same distance across a room. This can be explained by suggesting the doorway or “event boundary” hinders an individual’s ability to retrieve thoughts or decisions made in a different room.
The second experiment in a real-world setting required subjects to conceal in boxes the objects chosen from the table and move either across a room or travel the same distance and walk through a doorway. The results in the real-world environment replicated those in the virtual world: Walking through a doorway diminished subjects’ memories.
The final experiment was designed to test whether doorways actually served as event boundaries or if one’s ability to remember is linked to the environment in which a decision – in this case, the selection of an object – was created. Accordingly, subjects in this leg of the study passed through several doorways, leading back to the room in which they started. However, despite going back to the room in which the subject selected the object, memory was not improved.
The most dangerous doorway of all is one which connects the kitchen to any other room of the house. Passing into the kitchen will not only make one forgot what one’s intended task was, but it presents one with a delightful number of new opportunities for action in the refrigerator, the freezer, and the pantry. If one’s kitchen is located in the middle of the house, and one has to pass through it to get to the bathroom, as this writer can attest, it will take many hours to finally extricate oneself. Then, one will not only have forgotten what the task was, but also why his or her pants are wet.
Unfortunately, Radvansky and other scientists were unable to come up with a remedy (other than spending one’s life in a geodesic dome or a studio apartment). The best they could suggest would be to repeat your intended task to yourself as you walk through the doorway. Just make sure the refrigerator isn’t in sight, or even that won’t work. And wear Depends.
ryoko861
April 3, 2013
Walking into a room and forgetting why is called “Destinisia”
Walking through the kitchen to get to another room and forgetting to get to the other room is called ADD. The stomach always wins.
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
Funny. Yes, the stomach does, indeed, always win. I’m at the point where I need a small refrigerator placed next to the bed just to get me through the night.
Patti Winker
April 3, 2013
Okay. This is absolutely amazing. I can’t wait to share this with my daughter and other younger people who love to tease me about forgetting what the heck I walk into a room for. My Mom, for years, wanted to knock down the wall between the kitchen and living room, eliminating that doorway. We always thought it was just to make a bigger space. Now we know better. It was to save her sanity. Thanks for this wonderful post and for sharing the good news. I’m not losing my mind… I’m just walking through the house.
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
Make sure you don’t leave whichever room you are in now before you talk to your daugher, or you will have no knowledge of this post.
Patti Winker
April 4, 2013
Exactly. That’s why I clicked on the “email me when new comments are made” button.
😉
Betty Londergan
April 3, 2013
Okay.. this is SCARILY relevant! After putting my phone on top of my purse this morning, I cleaned up the house from last night’s student party — bundling up leftover lasagne for my stepdaughter, starting a wash with the linens, and running up and down to the basement to put away plasticware, plates, serving stuff. So — doors galore. Then when I got ready to go get coffee and write, I couldn’t find my phone. I spent about 30 minutes looking all over the house (more doors!) and … nada. Plus, my landline at home isn’t working so I couldn’t call and try to locate it. Went to work nonetheless, and when I got home, emailed three friends & my husband asking them to call my cell. And bam! there it was .. right on the counter that I’d walked by a dozen times. Couldn’t believe it! BUT … as it turned out when my husband called, he first asked me if I’d been in his office early that morning (like when I was home cleaning up??) and then admitted that he’d walked off with my phone! So … I’m not crazy. But yeah, I do forget what I’m doing all the time — particularly when I walk to another room — but I just chalk it up to getting more done because then I’ll see all new stuff that needs doing. Ha!!
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
Yes, yes, yes. You have described my life. Cell phones should be like cordless phones, where you could purchase enough to have one in every room. Or like puppies that would follow you around all day. And the benefit would be that they wouldn’t pee on your shoes.
Gayane
April 3, 2013
Am so happy I don’t have too many Event Boundaries in my apt, three to be exact. So far I haven’t left the building in my PJs after I go down the hall to dump the trash……maybe that’s next…..Great post!
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
Thanks, Gayane. I was going to say more, but after writing that first sentence, I went into the kitchen for coffee and now I have no idea what I was going to say or who you are.
Hippie Cahier
April 3, 2013
Many years ago a psychology professor illustrated “episodic memory” (and the tapping into thereof) with the experience of walking out of a room, forgetting why, walking back and remembering.
This event-boundary/door thing is even more fascinating in that so many writers and artists and more than a few folks in the sad state of losing their memory functions have used shutting doors as a metaphor for cognitive decline.
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
Interesting. I actually wish there were more research on this.
Elyse
April 3, 2013
Brilliant! But I am bummed. I get to read scientific studies all the time. They rarely have practical applications though. Now I am off to buy Depends.
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
Thanks, Elyse. Yes, when all else fails, there’s Depends. And ice cream.
pegoleg
April 3, 2013
Fascinating. Why, just the other day one of my kids came in out of the cold and I had to shout, “What, were you born in a barn? Shut that goddamn event boundary!”
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
Have you ever considered writing humor? You should think about it.
Jackie
April 3, 2013
I just adore that Freshly Pegged badge you’re sporting there.
pegoleg
April 3, 2013
It IS a thing of beauty, ain’t it, Jackie?
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
I am prouder of that than the Freshly Pressed one. Seriously.
mimijk
April 3, 2013
Awesome post…just awesome
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
Thanks, Mimi!
OneHotMess
April 3, 2013
I totally love this! I am one of those “on the move” sorts of people, and dang it! One day I lost my cell phone. I was searching all over for it, rather frantically. Finally, my older daughter said, “Mom, what are you doing?” I told her that I couldn’t find my phone. She said, “Uh, Mom, you are talking to me on your phone.” LOL!
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
Can I admit that I have done exactly that? More than once. Aaargh.
OneHotMess
April 4, 2013
😉
Sandra Parsons
April 3, 2013
Brilliant news! This also explains why it helps to go back to the room where you made the decision to do whatever the heck it was you instantly forgot as you entered the room you wanted to do it in. It is the only remedy that I can say works pretty reliably.
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
Right, this sort of explains it, doesn’t it. Ah, the human brain is fascinating.
Judith
April 3, 2013
Great news – so I am not going crazy, getting dementia or any of those awful things I was imagining. And the cell phone – I regularly call it to find where I put it only minutes ago. Glad I am not on my own. I shall show this to my daughter when I meet her today. She won’t believe it.
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
If you have to pass through any doorways in order to meet her, you will have forgotten this post and everything else.
mercyn620
April 3, 2013
Read the comments, got up to go the bathroom, came back (through a couple of doors) and forgot what I was going to write, or even what the post was about…
Loved it!
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
My advice: You can forget everything in your life except for how much you love my writing. That works for me.
xxleilaxx
April 3, 2013
Reblogged this on privateeyess and commented:
This is actually really interesting and I’ve had it happen to me so many times. So glad there’s actual reasoning behind it.
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
Thanks for reblogging!
benzeknees
April 3, 2013
I know this phenomena very well, but my hubby knows it even better! What’s worse is we live in an open concert apartment, with only the bedrooms & bathrooms being separate rooms. Hubby can walk from the kitchen to get his drinking glass & get to his chair & not have a clue why he’s there. I have to remind him why he walked 20 steps from his original location.
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 4, 2013
Uh oh, he can’t blame that on the event boundary. Maybe the imaginary event boundary?
Snoring Dog Studio
April 4, 2013
I have this experience outdoors as well. Perhaps I’m sleepwalking? Well, I can’t get rid of my doorways so I’m going to make up signs that say, “You’re approaching an Event Boundary!” and post them at all the doors in my house. But, you see, I’ll even need them at the doors I don’t pass through – like the closet and the pantry door.
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 6, 2013
I think you have something there. Just standing AT a doorway can have the same effect, Might explain why, when I stand at the pantry, I think, “I have noting to make dinner with. Time to eat out.” Or at the closet, “I have nothing to wear, Time to go shopping.”
Susan in TX
April 4, 2013
Oh, I love the Event Boundary concept. It explains the Here After Syndrome. You know, you get to the other room and think, “What the h@ll am I Here After!”
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 6, 2013
Tragically funny, Susan.
Valentine Logar
April 5, 2013
Now I will always walk through the open end of my kitchen from the family room, no door, thus never forgetting why I went there. Perfect reasoning!
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 6, 2013
No fair, Valentine. I have three times as many doorways than rooms in my house.
Ezra The Mad
April 5, 2013
Awesome post made me laugh Am re blogging it now
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 6, 2013
Thanks, Ezra!
Ezra The Mad
April 5, 2013
Reblogged this on Ezra's Blog and commented:
This triggered some interest as I walked into the kitchen now I can’t remember why… 🙂
afterthekidsleave
April 6, 2013
This actually explains a LOT.
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 8, 2013
I thought so, as well. Now I need a scientific reason why, when I see Christmas lights on a house, i don’t know if we just had Christmas or if we are headed toward Christmas.
Sienna (@datingseniormen)
April 8, 2013
I always thought the event boundary was when you want to get married and he doesn’t.
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 8, 2013
Brilliant, Sienna.
Susan in TX
April 8, 2013
Heh. When I first read this, I thought you said “you get married and he doesn’t.” That would be a major Event Boundary!
Mary Lee
April 8, 2013
Is that why everyone is “Open Concept” crazy these days? I thought it was because the rest of the world had neater kitchens than yours truly.
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 9, 2013
You know, I never thought about that (the open concept thing, not the fact that everyone has neater kitchen than you).
blaggblog
April 8, 2013
I’m into any activity that requires Depends. 🙂
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 9, 2013
I’m getting there. Fast.
Main Street Musings Blog
April 12, 2013
My next house will be a yurt.
Life in the Boomer Lane
April 12, 2013
Except for having to share it occasionally with livestock, it’s perfect.
Christine M Grote
April 15, 2013
Helpful advice.
Carl D'Agostino
May 4, 2013
I loved the Doors. Led Zep and Hendrix too.
Life in the Boomer Lane
May 4, 2013
Funny boy, Carl. Funny, funny boy.
batty101
June 20, 2013
Funny