You know it's one thing to lose a few minutes or hours of time. Maybe you talked on the phone, watched television, listened to music or wrote a journal entry. It's something else to lose a whole day. Maybe you got sick or got stuck spending more time with someone than you planned, or you slept or worked around the house. How I lost the last week is completely beyond me. It't this way every time it happens. I haven't done anything worth mentioning or writing home about in a week? That's some fraggerknockle bull. It's not that I didn't have anything to do that would have been worthy and rememberable: I just didn't do it. I blame hormones...and I've been pregnant or premenopausal all my life...yeah, that's it. You buy it? No? Hmph...maybe it's my thyroid...too much radiation...lead paint in the made in China dishes I use to eat??? (You can stop reading anytime now. I'm going to keep looking for reasons I check out and forget to check back in for days.)
...my rechargeable batteries are losing the ability to recharge fully? I'm gonna go to the bank for some cash because I apparently need to buy a clue and I'm nowhere close.
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