I don’t know where my mind has been lately, but it’s left me, hopefully to St. Tropez or somewhere coastal.
In the meantime, I have forgotten to go to work (midweek), left my phone at a couple different stores, and left my keys in the car overnight with windows rolled down. And those are just the things I remember.
I always thought absentmindedness during pregnancy was just an excuse for being completely oblivious, but if this isn’t affiliated with hormonal craziness, I need a CAT scan ASAP.
Come back, brain. I miss you rerouting my errands to find perfectly crispy fries.
I miss your soothing moments of wandering when I’m stressed. We’ve had some good wanders.
Mostly, I’ve missed the assurance of not having early onset dementia, and I’m getting concerned.
I have to tell you, I am disappointed that I don’t drive to work on streets lined with rock candy, being polished gently by hummingbird wings. Maybe even specially bred hummingbird/butterfly hybrids, who create Enya music with their wings. My expectations are as such because my HOA fees should be making all my dreams come true. What else could all my monthly dues be spent on? “Landscaping”? My neighborhood is 80% rocks.
Every once and a while, those HOA payments prove worth it. The fruits of our bills were abounding when our community hosted its annual “snow day” semi-recently. Las Vegas doesn’t get a whole lot of snow, as you may realize, so our community makes its own snow for a day of sledding at a local park. It’s magical.
For $10, you can participate in the magic (and get a free cookie… and hot chocolate, for another dollar).
So, actually, I take back everything I said about HOA forgiveness.
Thank goodness Gus’s Nana and Grandpa were there, or G wouldn’t have been sledding. We are so happy he tried it out! I didn’t think he would be as excited as he was! Maybe he knew part of the thrill was spending $20.