My brain is completely discombobulated.

Everyone has occasional episodes of forgetfulness.

(Right?)

I like to think that being slightly forgetful is part of my charm.

(Don't disillusion me.)

But this week has been worse than normal. much.worse. And I am totally not even exaggerating. I have had four random acts of momentary forgetfulness, and it is ONLY Thursday. (I think.)

God.Help.Me.

So let's take my library trip, for instance.
Monday I drove to the library, to return the books I’ve now renewed online three times because I didn’t have time to actually GO to the library. (Or, indeed, to read the books, which was annoying.*) Anyhoo, I arrived at the library parking lot only to realize that, whoops, I hadn’t actually bothered to bring the books with me. THEY were sitting on the table in the living room.

Yesterday, I went to the mall to get my eyebrows threaded, as usual. When I was done, I got up, paid and started walking towards the parking lot only to find my eyebrow lady running after me. She was asking me if I wanted my phone that I had left there.

Oops.

Oh and this morning I brushed my teeth TWICE. I brushed them when I first woke up. Then after making our bed, I went to the bathroom and started brushing again. It did not occur to me until the end of morning brush #2 what had happened.

Like all this isn’t enough, last night Matt spent a few hours searching the house for my car keys (‘he’ had them last, so he was on searching duty). They were eventually tracked down in MY other purse. (see- I have the most patient and saint-like husband. I am glad at least one of us has it together!)

Honestly, I am not sure where my brain has been this week, but I would like to kindly ask it to come back asap.

Otherwise, I may have to start writing my To Dos straight on my hand.

p.s. - I did manage to get to the library eventually. Swear.