Ever have one of those days where you're a day behind? Or ahead? Like, it's Tuesday but you think it's Monday, or maybe Wednesday? My entire week has been like that. My whole head has been like that. To say I'm fuzzy is an understatment.
I'd like to blame it on the piglet flu but I'm not sure that looking up after throwing something in the garbage can and being surprised that you're in your kitchen can be blamed on that. I mean, it's not like I'm running a high fever and am delirious. Unless, of course, this ginormous swollen gland in my neck has somehow cut off blood supply to my brain.
More than a few times this week I've completely flaked out. I have had no idea what day it is. ALL WEEK. I've forgotten more things than I care to mention. I've driven my kids to school without their backpacks. Forgotten to put snacks in said backpacks. Forgotten library books. Forgot to take my medication. THAT I TAKE EVERY DAY AND HAVE DONE SO FOR YEARS (Synthroid, nothing serious. But still..) The list goes on and on. And frankly, I'm starting to become a bit concerned. But hey, I'll probably forget about it. So there's always that.
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