Senioritis takes on a whole new meaning

I used to look skeptically at people who claimed they were having “a senior moment.”
I thought it was a way of making excuses for being disorganized or laughing off a mental mix-up.
Now, the closer I get to 50, the better I understand what they mean.
Take last week, for example.
On Monday, I went to the meeting of the Rio Blanco County Commission. I took some photos at the meeting to go with…