I don't know what's been wrong with me lately. I'm always somewhat forgetful when it comes to where I left my phone in the house or something like that. But the past couple days...it's just been scary.
Yesterday after work I decided to go to Barnes and Noble to buy the next couple books for our Book Club. I've had a gift card for a while and that was really the main reason for going. Plus, they're currently having their 25% off discount week for educators. So anyway, I went to B&N, found the books I needed, and then checked out. As I was walking out, I thought to myself "Wow, I spent a lot more than I was planning." The whole walk to the car I was trying to figure out why my total was so much. I looked over my receipt and it looked right but still it seemed I just paid more than I should have. I got in the car and after driving for a good 5 minutes or so, I finally realized that I never used my gift card. I'm stupid.
So then, on my way home, I decided to stop at Target to pick up some Pepto for James. I also had a Target gift card, so I figured I could browse around while there. I walk into Target and suddenly couldn't remember why I was there. I started looking around and (of course) got distracted for about an hour then finally realized it was 6:20 and I was supposed to be at my house and ready to be picked up for a birthday dinner by 6:45. So I turn around and nearly walked out of the store without the Pepto. Luckily I remembered right before I left and was able to get it. Oh wait, there's more.
I ended up getting home at like 6:40 and had to change, throw up my hair, and freshen up my make up in 5 minutes. So I was all rushed when Lisa showed up to come get me. We went to dinner at Cheesecake Factory and had a great dinner. I got home around 9:30 and had to make a dessert for my Bunco night. So I started on the recipe only to realize I never put my Cool Whip in the refrigerator to thaw. So I basically made half the recipe and then got up early this morning to finish it with the thawed Cool Whip.
I was so proud of myself this morning when I was ready to walk out the door and for once I wasn't running late. And then I realized I had NO idea where my keys were. I looked for 10 minutes....in my purse (100 times), couch cushions, pretty much everywhere. I finally decided I was going to be way late if I didn't just grab my spare key and go. So I look to the key box on our dining room wall (where I usually keep my spare) and realize it's already been packed away. So now I'm like totally late for work and I'm ripping tape off boxes trying to find my spare. I found the key box but it was empty. Of course. Turns out my spare was on the desk upstairs. I had taken it out of the key box when I packed it up. You know, in case I needed it. In all my rush to find my keys, I ended up leaving my sunglasses there and was without them all day today.
So, needless to say, I had a rough morning and I was really looking forward to our counselor lesson this afternoon because it was time that I could sit at my desk and get some work done (or just relax for a minute). So after specials I took my kids back to the room. We typically teach science right after specials. So when I got back to the room, I started freaking out a bit because I had no plans for what I was going to teach in science. So I had the kids sit down on the carpet and I started to wing it. I get about 2 minutes into my science lesson and it dawns on me....we don't have science today. It's a counselor day! Seriously...LOSING MY MIND!
Then at our PLC meeting after school, I realized that the two personal days I took off for moving into the new house conflict with our field trip to the zoo. So now I have to get that all figured out.
Think that's all the forgetfulness that can possibly happen in one 24-hr period? Think again.
As I was leaving work, I looked for the MILLIONTH time in my purse for my missing keys. Sure enough, they were in there....hiding in some secret pocket I've never used in my life. I went home and told James all about the craziness that is my brain and even made a joke about losing my keys again. Then it was time for me to go to Bunco and.......surprise, surprise....my keys were gone again! I didn't have time to even look for them, so I grabbed the spare and left.
Just now got home from Bunco. James told me to look in my purse for my keys. Low and behold...secret pocket.
Somebody needs to just put me out of my misery.