Ok, I will admit it.
November 26, 2007 by knitterbunny
I am sick, officially “stupid sick.” Where in you do the dumbest things known to man that you wouldn’t normally do. For instance, as I was leaving my house today and noticed that it was raining (heavily mind you and had been all morning), I proceeded to put on clogs. Not the boots sitting beside the clogs, not the boots sitting in the cabinet behind the clogs, but my leather, broken down, only sort of heeled clogs.
In my omnipotent assurance of intellegence I then drove two miles away from my house before realizing that I left the kettle on. As in, a burner is on in my home, and I am not in it. Immediate return to the house and subsequent removal of the kettle from the burner followed. I did however, safely bring hot tea in to work with me.
However, the dumb-ass-ness continues. I needed to go to the attic in our building, which can only be reached by elevator to the THIRD floor. I think I pushed the button for “2″ about ten times, getting more frustrated each time because the damn elevator wasn’t going to the attic. Uh, duh, you have to push “3″ to get the elevator to go to the third floor when you are already on the second.
Ok, as soon as my meeting is done tonight, I am going to bed. Straight home and to bed.
You’re not alone in this affliction today. I intended to have soup for lunch today. Brought in the bowl & spoon and left the can of soup at home.
I feel your pain. I’m giving up caffeine and have been cranky for at least a week now. I keep pretending it’s not affecting me. I even bought a caffeine-free Pepsi to trick my body into thinking it was getting caffeine. So.not.working.
Feel better!
I have been there so many times. I call it my Mommy brain.
I hope that by the time you read this you will be feeling better. I wish I could pot the kettle on for you.
Oy, don’t get me started on memory gaps or the art of becoming easily distracted……..oh look……a shiny object……..
Oh ugh! I hate it when the stars seem to be misaligned like that!
Feel better!
*chuckle* In the end, I bought a microwave to stop me from leaving the gas ring on after heating milk for my morning coffee.
Once I had to turn around having driven 25 motorway miles simply to go back and check (I had left it on).
The final straw was when I got home one day after work to find the kitchen roll had unwound (next to the cooker) and was gently wafting over the flames, teasing them to light it on fire.
My neighbour frogmarched me to a supermarket to buy a cheap microwave, so I didn’t burn down our row of houses…
…it worked, our houses are still standing. I guess it helps that I don’t have milk in my coffee anymore!
Days like that just suck! Hope your feeling better.