Frighteningly Forgetful Average Jane

You might think I haven’t posted for two days because Typepad has been having problems.  Nope, I’m just really, really distracted this week.

Seriously, I’m in the "I’d forget my head if it weren’t attached to my body" category.  Here are some of the things I’ve let slip through the cracks in the past few days (besides the blog):

  • I went two days without my cell phone because I took it out of my purse on Tuesday night and never thought to find it and pick it up again.  Well, luckily there were no emergencies though, right?  Uh, no.  I came out of the grocery store last night to find that I had a flat tire.  I didn’t have change for the pay phone (did you know pay phone calls cost 50 cents now?!), so I had to go back into the store and get change for a dollar.  I’m glad I had a dollar.
  • On Wednesday, I conducted the first board meeting of my Soroptimist Club since I became president.  I remembered to bring copies of the agenda.  I forgot my gavel.
  • Yesterday, I left the office to go to my vocal lesson and didn’t realize until I was 10 miles away that I’d forgotten my purse.  I had to go back to the office after 7:00 p.m. and retrieve my purse from my desk drawer so I could shop for groceries and baby gifts.

As you can imagine, my work habits have been similarly scattered.  Today, I found myself ping-ponging back and forth between two projects that needed to be completed.  I’d work for a few minutes on one, then get distracted by some aspect of the other and work on it for a while.  I finally got both of them finished, but it would have been a lot more efficient to work on them one at a time.

Now I have the flat tire fiasco to deal with.  My cute little Honda Insight has teeny-tiny tires that no normal tire store carries.  The flat is a rear tire, which is partially obscured by the wheel cover panels.  I am disinclined to try to take the tire off (remember, my car’s in a grocery store parking lot), but I’m not sure that towing the car is the way to go either.  I’m going to call the service department of the closest Honda dealer as soon as they open and see what they recommend.

That’s all for today.  Have a great Friday and an even better weekend.

Comments

2 responses to “Frighteningly Forgetful Average Jane”

  1. Doris Avatar

    oh, we had an insight when we lived in Austin. It was great. I loved the little shelf in the back. Our dog would sit there and lick our ears.

  2. Pharmgirl Avatar

    I can’t find my ass from a hole in the ground right now either! Hang in there!

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