I was supposed to be in charge of the new theme LAST WEEK.
I was supposed to post this TEN DAYS AGO.
What happened, you ask?
I full-on, totally and completely, utterly and wholly forgot.
I dropped the ball. Or dropped the blog, I should say.
Normally I'm really, really good at juggling a million things without forgetting one.
Maybe it's a symptom of my mid-thirties.
Maybe it's a sign I need to slow down and organize my life. Maybe let some things go on the back burner.
Maybe it's a sign of early onset dementia. Oh my dear hypochondria, of course you'd say that....
Whatever the reason, this is not the only time I've forgotten something.
Like, the time I parked at the Post Office, got out of my car, walked to the door and realized, Oh fuck. THIS isn't the bank. Why am I here?
Or the time I walked into an important meeting almost 20 minutes late because I simply forgot about it. And got to do the walk of shame into the room in front of everyone.
Or the time I left the bath water in the tub all night after Wee One's bath...the time I put the milk in the cupboard....the time Facebook had to remind me of my own mother's birthday....
There are many, many instances of forgetting that I could share but I'm sure I'm forgetting them.
Do YOU have any great stories of forgetfulness? Share them with us.
Email us at firstname.lastname@example.org. We'd love to feature your post this week.
Unless I forget to check my email/post your piece/forget the theme/forget to breathe and blink.....