Sure, I’ve been pretty forgetful lately thanks to a growing addiction to Word Challenge on Facebook, not to mention a new affection for pretzels covered in white chocolate.
I’ve put loads of laundry in the washing machine, added the detergent, and then walked away without turning the thing on only to wonder (a few hours later) why the thing hasn’t played its little tune to let me know that the load is done.
I’ve put dishes from the sink in the dishwasher, cleaned the sink and counters, and shut down the kitchen for the night only to glance at the cooktop and realize that the dirty pots and pans are still sitting there.
I even got in the shower to wash my hair recently and did everything but wash my hair. It took a minute before it hit me that I did not, in fact, lather, rinse and repeat.
Evidently Tater Daddy is a little worried. Or perhaps he just likes to make fun of me. It could be a combination of both.
Because here’s a note he left for me last week:
Someone pass the ginkgo biloba…