My kids had two snow days out of school last week, and Kendrie has been home sick every day this week.
Clearly, these two factors combined have contributed to the fact I am losing my everlasting mind. I started Atkins again, yet have had pizza for dinner four out of the past six nights. Do you think I could be suffering from carb poisoning?
I’ve had to cancel four lunches with friends, but keep waking up in a panic that I’ve simply forgotten to show up.
I had a dream I forgot to make muffins for Bible Study this week, and woke in a panic (yet again) that I had forgotten. Then realized it was only a dream. Then actually forgot to make the damn things.
I went to the store to buy the muffin mixes at the last minute, but forgot to buy the food to cook the dinner I offered to take to a convalescing friend. Thank goodness I realized it a day in advance, so I can go to the store tomorrow, for dinner tomorrow night. Or perhaps I could just take her family some pizza, since I am on a first-name basis with the good folk at Papa Murphys.
I got invited to a crop this Friday night (I KNOW!!! WOOT!!!) and forgot to buy the food I offered to bring when I was at the store forgetting the dinner food at the same time. Obviously, I am suffering from oxygen deprivation at my local grocers.
I bought Blaine's birthday present but forgot to wrap it.
I called to get Kendrie a doctors appointment, couldn’t get in when I wanted, then had to turn around and call back the next day when she wasn’t any better. Probably not the best impression to make on the new pediatrician’s office.
I took Kellen to a birthday party tonight, and despite being 100% positive the parents said to pick him up at 7:30, when I showed up at 7:20 (look at me, woo-hoo, I’m early!) I realized I was the last parent to show up because they actually said 7:00.
My only hope at this point is that because I **suspect** its early-onset senile dementia, that means its really NOT early-onset senile dementia because I think if you have dementia one of the symptoms is that you don’t actually REALIZE you have dementia. So perhaps the fact I totally and completely ACKNOWLEDGE that I’m losing my brain simply means ……
What were we talking about?
Excuse me, I have some muffins to bake.
What the hell day is it?