Warning. This is a blog that won't seem to fit in the "Simple Pleasures" category I seem to have established in this space. But my coping mechanism is humor and humor is a simple pleasure, so it works out.
I am in the lovely throes of perimenopause. Or "mental" pause, as I am beginning to see it for what it really is. A "mental" pause from life as I know it.
I was in the car the other day, armed with a "don't forget to do" list. I managed the first item on the list. Then I forgot where I put the list. And I was screwed. None of the other things on my "don't forget to do" list got done. Not even after I found the list stuck to my underwear. Don't ask me how it got there. I don't remember. But I am guessing it was on one of my many trips to the bathroom that seem to be a necessity in my life these days.
I've misplaced the list again. And yes, I checked my underwear. It's not there either. I know there are things on there that are vitally important that I get them done.
And I will.
Will what?
Damn. I've forgotten.
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