Sunday, January 9, 2011
Ooops...I Did It Again!
Last night, Collin wanted Ramen noodles as a snack. I don't know how he can eat them. I can't even stand to smell them. But this is what he wanted, so while he plugged away on his computer, trying to work the bugs out of my upcoming e-book, I broke my own record for mouth breathing and prepared his noodles. I put them in a bowl, got a fork from the drawer...and went back into the living room.
Fifteen minutes later, Collin went into our galley-style kitchen (no table, chairs...in other words, no place to eat) in search of his noodles.
I'd gotten them ready for him. Just forgot to put them on the dining room table.
As I write this, he's getting dressed to go to work...or he will, once I get the laundry out of the dryer. It's been there since yesterday. He's probably turning his room upside down in search of his uniform....
Poor Collin. He's so patient. After waiting months for me to give him an e-mail address for the head planner for our public transit system (he has an idea to streamline service on one route), he finally dug it up on his own.
Sam is also unhappy. I washed and filled his food and water dishes...and left them in the kitchen.
My doctors tell me I do not have Alzheimers, thank God. I am not suffering from memory issues or any form of dementia. I am, they tell me, simply distracted. Now, seriously, how distracted can one get? I don't have that much on my mind...yet I somehow managed to get our birth certificates from the safe deposit box so we could get updated ID and passports, and lose them before those documents were obtained!
When we were about to move to our current residence, I had seen it before the remodeling was completed. I brought Collin back later to see it. I didn't have the key, but he could peek through the windows. He did...and let out a shreik.
"There's somebody living in there!"
We were on the wrong street.
I lost Christmas gifts I bought for Carolyn and Kathie two years ago. I have packages waiting to be shipped off to William and April. The Tylenol April left here on her last visit will probably be far past its expiration date by the time she gets it.
Ohhhh...Collin's left for work. I forgot to give him his water bottle. I think I remembered to fill it...