I've forgotten so many things this morning. And not like the random, "where're my keys? have you seen my glasses?" kind of thing. But repeating stories to my husband, forgetting what belongs where, putting the leash on the dog only to discover that I didn't actually put the hook around the ring so she really didn't have the leash on her after all. Brain farts. Many more than normal for my anal-retentive nature. Even my husband seemed concerned, kept asking me if I was okay. I guess I am. I'm alive, breathing, moving, can't want for food, water, shelter or clothing. So of course I'm okay. On the mental front though, who knows. I've had my fair share of medication. More than what I'd prefer which would be never had any at all. But oh well.
This morning in bed I heard my husband get up and go into the next room. Then I heard him exclaim, "Oh Crap!" When he came back into the bedroom I asked him if everything was okay. He was like, yeah, why? "Because I heard you say 'oh crap.'" He said, "I never said anything."
Hmmm, was it the crazies or just dream-fog? Again, who knows. It wasn't as comforting an experience as the other night when I swear I heard people talking in the next room until my husband and I realized that our little doggie was just snoring in her crate. And you have to realize this is a rare occurrence, because she NEVER sleeps, if not for barely a minute. And then I'll move my arm and she'll wake up and look at me to find out what I'm doing. God, I love her. So that was a sweet hearing-misunderstanding. Not voices in my head like this morning.
I feel scattered. My husband told me to just take it slow today. You mean, not be my normal frenetic self? But that's who I am!
Okay, I'll try to slow down today. For the sake of everyone else around me at least.
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