Let me preface this by saying I DO NOT MISS WORK, EVER and I DO NOT MISPLACE MY KEYS, EVER. I had to call out of work yesterday due to "car issues" because I was headed out the door and realized I had no idea where my keys were... zilch. I wasn't even a case of like "oh shoot, they're around here somewhere, I wonder what I did with them." It felt like amnesia. I had zero memories associated with my keys from the previous couple days, like the memory of them was just GONE! After many tears and moving all the furnatrure in the apartment... I found them behind a bookcase... HOW?
Locked myself out of my house today...with no house keys or car keys....and no spare. Melted in the Louisiana heat for 45 mins. until Hubby was able to leave work and let me in.
I meant to tell my doctor that I was concerned about my eyesight, but I couldn't remember the word 'eye', so I ended up telling her I was worried about the things that see. She laughed with me as soon as we clarified that I meant my eyes!!!
Locked myself out of my house today...with no house keys or car keys....and no spare. Melted in the Louisiana heat for 45 mins. until Hubby was able to leave work and let me in.
I'm in Lousiana, too! Shreveport area...
And, I was late to work a week or so ago because I couldn't find my keys. I searched high and low, searched DS'S room, called Target to see if I left them there (even though I obviously used them to get home, duh), and couldn't find them anywhere. After all the searching, I decided I was thirsty so I opened the fridge and sure enough I had HOOKED THEM to the gallon of milk. Then I literally sat there and wondered why I was even looking for my keys in the first place.
I walked out of Walmart and forgot to pay for a $4.48 case of soda at self check out. I got arrested and banned from all Walmart locations including Murphy's gas station and Sams club!
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I'm in Lousiana, too! Shreveport area...
And, I was late to work a week or so ago because I couldn't find my keys. I searched high and low, searched DS'S room, called Target to see if I left them there (even though I obviously used them to get home, duh), and couldn't find them anywhere. After all the searching, I decided I was thirsty so I opened the fridge and sure enough I had HOOKED THEM to the gallon of milk. Then I literally sat there and wondered why I was even looking for my keys in the first place.