Anyway, as if looking after family both young and old wasn't enough, I'm sitting on the edge of my bed when I drop something on the floor. With a bit of effort I get down on my hands and knees and start searching blindly under the bed, when it suddenly dawned on me that I'd forgotten what I was looking for.
In the seconds between dropping it and looking for it I'd forgotten what it was I was looking for. Either the travails of the week were getting to me or it was a sign of increasing old age. Scary.
Scary indeed. Was it Jan you had lost?
ReplyDeleteGlad that you had an enjoyable week with your family.
She wouldn't fit under the bed!
DeleteIt happens to me all the time.
ReplyDeleteI think it's because......
What were we talking about?
I'm guessing it was the plot that you lost, it's been coming for a while .......
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