I can't remember
I forgot my cell while running errands. After the initial shock, the full blown anxiety attack and hanging my head out the window like a dog to get fresh air, I was okay.
Jeff and Katie love country western music. I do not. Told Jeff that I like some old country, and he said to listen to 97.1 fm. Gave it a try and Patsy Cline was singing "I Fall to Pieces." Thought wow that's good stuff. The next song "Sleeping Single in a Double Bed".... off goes the radio.
Here's me....on my way to the bedroom for something. I stop cold because I can't remember what I was going to get or what I was going to do once I got there. Now, I can remember how many moles on my 10th grade history teacher's face, but can't remember why I'm headed to the bedroom. What's up with that?
On Facebook, I will rarely read a long post unless it is numbered. Example: "What are the 7 main reasons you can't remember why you were headed to the bedroom."
I leave you with this: "I like to reminisce with people I don't know." -unknown-