Good Morning dear readers, my name is Sally and I have a confession to make. I have become that which I once found annoying in others. I have become a hopeless scatterbrain.
I know, I know, It’s not the worst thing in the world to be, but it still doesn’t make it any less annoying. I’ve never thought of myself as the absent minded professor type but now, well let’s just say I now understand what the phrase ‘would forget my own head if it wasn’t screwed on’ means. Maybe it’s the transition to being a new mom and the disruption of all attempts at planning out the day this entails, or maybe it’s the change from highly-organised-working-person to too-much-to-do-with-no-fixed-timings-housewife, or maybe I’m just getting old (although I’m pretty sure memory loss due to old age doesn’t set in at 28 but who knows). Whatever the reason, the end result is one highly forgetful female.
What’s most frustrating about this current state of affairs is the fact that I used to be a highly organised and efficient person. Hell, I used to get praised at work for how well-organised I was! And now? Now I’m the idiot who forgets to put clothes in the dryer and therefore has to re-wash them the next day. Or turns on the wrong burner on the stove and burns out the bottom of a perfectly good pot while the kettle sits there cold and forlorn depriving me of my much needed cup of tea.
I often find myself standing in the middle of the room trying to remember what it is that I forgot (because trust me when I say that there is ALWAYS something that I have forgotten) only to be pulled out of my reverie by my husbands screams because he discovered the open, poop-filled diaper I forgot on the bathroom sink (and yes, this has happened more than once).
So what is a scatterbrained girl to do before she accidentally burns the house down because she forgot to turn off the toaster oven after having three day old pizza because she forgot to get the groceries needed to cook dinner? Help me dear readers because I refuse to be that girl! Any advice is welcome, and while I’m waiting for your response, let me just try to remember what I’m probably forgetting right now.
Does anyone else smell smoke?