So following on from my thread last month about forgetfulness tonight I've taken it a step further. Dont worry it doesn't actually involve the harm of small children but I'm worried that I should be sectioned soon and not allowed to take care of anything.
I had a crappy day at work, came home got changed and headed out to feed the horses (a mile down the road). I was a bit worried about friend's horse so called for back up and friends cousin arrived to shove a thermometer up his bahootie and feel his stomach. In the end we've decided he's just needed a good fart and wasn't able (anyone who knows flipo knows how much he passes wind so I guess the Arab just got fed up of all the flatulence.) Anyway I decided to leave the horses munching, go to tescos and then come back to check on them. Tescos is about two miles from my house so off I toddled, tried to pick healthy foods and spent a fortune (why is dieting so expensive?!) I even remembered my mum's coffee that she likes - I always feel embarrassed cause I have to buy her a whole tray of that senseo stuff as she never goes to Tesco and can't get it anywhere else. So I pay for all the food, trundle my trolley out to the car, offload the three bags of shopping into the front passenger seat and pop the trolley back to the trolley home two metres away.
I dropped my shopping off at the house on the way back to the field and purposefully put the two pears I'd bought for the horses right on top so I could take them with me and realised when I reached the field that I'd forgotten the damn pears. Never mind, went to check on horses...all fine. So finally got home at 8pm and suddenly realised. I don't have my mums coffee. I put it in the trolley after paying for it but didn't put it in my car. I pushed it in the trolley back to the trolley stop and left it there. How the hell did I manage not to notice that?!
Sorry for the moan, and the length of this but seriously, I think my brain cells are frying as we speak.
I had a crappy day at work, came home got changed and headed out to feed the horses (a mile down the road). I was a bit worried about friend's horse so called for back up and friends cousin arrived to shove a thermometer up his bahootie and feel his stomach. In the end we've decided he's just needed a good fart and wasn't able (anyone who knows flipo knows how much he passes wind so I guess the Arab just got fed up of all the flatulence.) Anyway I decided to leave the horses munching, go to tescos and then come back to check on them. Tescos is about two miles from my house so off I toddled, tried to pick healthy foods and spent a fortune (why is dieting so expensive?!) I even remembered my mum's coffee that she likes - I always feel embarrassed cause I have to buy her a whole tray of that senseo stuff as she never goes to Tesco and can't get it anywhere else. So I pay for all the food, trundle my trolley out to the car, offload the three bags of shopping into the front passenger seat and pop the trolley back to the trolley home two metres away.
I dropped my shopping off at the house on the way back to the field and purposefully put the two pears I'd bought for the horses right on top so I could take them with me and realised when I reached the field that I'd forgotten the damn pears. Never mind, went to check on horses...all fine. So finally got home at 8pm and suddenly realised. I don't have my mums coffee. I put it in the trolley after paying for it but didn't put it in my car. I pushed it in the trolley back to the trolley stop and left it there. How the hell did I manage not to notice that?!
Sorry for the moan, and the length of this but seriously, I think my brain cells are frying as we speak.