Here I am, perusing my email at a leisurely pace while eating vanilla yogurt with banana granola (yumm!) when I come across a reminder that Friday’s my day to blog. Yeah, okay, I remember that. I meander on through the email — I haven’t been online in two days — then happen to glance at the day/date on the email. Aack!! Today’s Friday! I’m late! Again.
Wish I could say something fabulously wonderful has made me lose track of time. The new idea’s going well . . . though in a completely different direction from what I’d thought. I did go shopping for some new clothes and found two great sweaters, four shirts (all plaid! I love plaid!) and a jacket that I love, but that doesn’t excuse me from being on time. I’ve watched hours of Criminal Minds on TV the last couple days — oh, but wait. I do that every day.
Nope, it’s just me. Things flit in and out of my brain without leaving even a trace behind. I read a funny article about people getting forgetful as they get older; the author was enjoying the company because she’s always been forgetful. That’s me. I’d tell you where I read it, but I can’t remember.
I take comfort in the fact that if I get senile, no one will know because I’ve always been this way. 🙂