The weird things about grief I never knew.
So both my husband and I are absent minded, we’re both losing everything we touch and forgetting what we wanted to say mid-sentence. I’m getting lost leaving my house and putting all kinds of engagements on the wrong day. Yesterday, I apparently had a lunch scheduled at 11:45pm and again on 11:45am Tuesday and 11:45am Wednesday with the same person. Tuesday was the right day but I had to email my lunch date to figure out which day and time was right. So logistically, I am all out of whack. Thank God I’m not an air traffic controller.
Randy, on the other hand, is leaving the water running all the time. I am like, “Where is that noise coming from?” And then I find some faucet on somewhere in the house. He’s probably lost 20 pairs of glasses that have never turned up.
When will I be sane again?