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Better than the jokes in another post because these are real life and we have to laugh at some situations or we would go absolutely insane (ok maybe an exaggeration...)
This is one I will never forget. I was still caring for my Husband and I had made an appointment to bring all our tax stuff in. I spent days gathering and organizing it. I put it all in a large envelope and in big letters I wrote "TAXES" on it and put it in a place where I was sure to see it when I had to leave. Appointment day came and I went looking for that envelope and for the life of me I could not find it. I must have spent an hour searching for it and actually called and rescheduled my appointment. Later that day I went to leave to go shopping and as I walked out the garage door there was the BIG envelope with "TAXES" written on it stuck with a magnet to the garage door. I had walked to that door and through that door many times and never "saw" it.
Brains on overload are kind of like overloaded circuits sometimes the fuse blows or the surge protector pops and you have to step back and reset.
“I actually stopped and briefly debated with myself - what did I want to sacrifice in order to pick it up? A few squares of toilet paper? A baby wipe? The holy grail - a Clorox wipe?”
What delicious writing! I laughed out loud!
Once and this was quite a few years ago I put the kettle on for a cup of tea. Then went to the other room. I don't know how long I sat there before I thought "why hasn't the kettle started whistling yet?" So I get up and see the burner on the stove is on but no kettle. I looked around and discovered I had put the kettle in the fridge. Yep....... distracted.
I think what you've described is distraction. For me these times haven't changed me that much. I've always been one to get distracted by my own thoughts. If anything I've kind of enjoyed the quieter streets. You can really hear birds singing now. They sound so sweet!
Irish or Scots folklore say they are good at hiding things and they can turn invisible and they can take on the shape of an animal ...like my cat!
And in order to blame it on the Brownies you have to make brownies and keep a few on hand so you can honestly say "I have brownies"
Completely normal! Stress and Lord knows that we are all experiencing added stress in our lives, can cause weird occurrences.
You may question it or even laugh at certain instances, I do. It’s just enough for you to say, hmmmm...but in my opinion it’s not worth too much thought. It’s normal occasional occurrences that we all experience.
Maybe I am different from a lot of people but I actually like a little mystery in life. I don’t have a need to know everything about everything. Makes life interesting. I don’t have all the answers and I am fine with it.
I detest know it alls! I respect someone that simply and honestly says, “I don’t know.” Who in the world knows why or how everything happened? No one does.
I'm enjoying all your stories shared here. I've laughed til I cried, and that feels so good. Thank you all! I love reading these!
Grandma, you think it would be ok to blame the cat if I don't have a cat? I could say my cat likes to hide and that's why it's never seen. ?
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I figure that compared to that, most everything else in minor (except, of course, when it's a child, pet or elderly person left in a car on a summer day).
One thing to remember - you have security in knowing you'll stay busy when you misplace something. I will say that the corono virus adds stress to everyone. Everyone stay safe.
Blame it on the cat.
Even if you don't have a cat I also have been so tired that "stuff" happens.
Came home the other day from my daughters, she is 4 doors away and we have been in contact through it all. Anyway I unlocked my front door, went to the bathroom (I know TMI) and let the dogs out. Watched TV for a bit, fell asleep on the couch then got up and went to bed. In the morning I went to look for my keys and there they were IN the lock in the door and the door was open. Not just unlocked but open.
Also very probable that you put the spoon on the edge of the counter then bumped it when you turned around, it may have ever teetered there for a bit before it fell and by then you were out of the room. Goes to prove..if a spoon falls and no one is there to hear it..it doesn't make a sound.
I saw something on the bathroom floor. It wasn’t near the toilet but still... I wasn’t sure what it was.
I actually stopped and briefly debated with myself - what did I want to sacrifice in order to pick it up? A few squares of toilet paper? A baby wipe? The holy grail - a Clorox wipe?
I finally settled on two Kleenex. I had actually scored a bundle at Costco last week.
But seriously?!? Who’d a thunk it?!!
I was making dinner. I had bought chicken and mozzarella ravioli. It came in a mid-size clear plastic, square shaped container.
I took the container out of the fridge to read how long to boil but the print was ridiculously small (okay, sure) and I had to walk a few feet into the living room to read the instructions under a lamp. I returned to the kitchen, started the water, set the table, prepped a salad, etc.
The water is at a nice, gentle boil. I open the fridge to retrieve the ravioli. It’s not there. I check the counters. Nope. A small wave of panic hits me as I realize I have done something... wrong?... with them.
After checking places like the living room, the dishwasher and the cupboards I eventually found the ravioli in the silverware drawer.
Not a good night.
You can't cure stupid.
They'll realize some days later how stupid they were. And perhaps take up bed and hospital space as well as medical personnel's time as they learn the hard way.
I really don't understand the denial, or the stupidity. I wonder what the cause of it is...has common sense been factored out of life? Do these people think they're invincible? (Superman has never been real to most of us in the first place). Have they vaped too much? Not had enough real life experiences supporting themselves and lost touch with reality or self care?
It's times like this I wish I had a video of what happened. I remember years ago, when the kids were young, coming downstairs one morning and finding a man's overshoe (the old fashioned small ones that slipped over dress shoes) on the sideboard. The kids claimed no knowledge of it. I still want to know how it got there.