I'm not sure what's wrong with my head, but I'm almost positive it's somehow related to my sons.
Yesterday, I was at Chick-Fil-A with Jessica when we met another woman. The woman walked away and Jessica said, "Wait, what was her name?"
Me: "Jessica. Her name was Jessica."
Her: "No, I would remember that."
Me: "OH WAIT! You're Jessica...then who the hell was she?"
Today I got up all energized and organized. I started getting the boys ready because I have a dermatologist appointment and
for the first time in my life for the first time in my life, didn't want to be late.
The boys were getting dressed, I was ironing clothes, an old friend who lives near the doctor was expecting us to show up for lunch, my forms were printed and filled out and even the old dermatologist was sending my records to the new one. All was going well, then Jessica called.
"Hey, do you want to take the boys to the pool?" she asked without remembering my BIG DAY. (Pffft.)
Me: "Nah, I've got to leave for the doctor in an hour."
Her: "Um, wasn't you appointment tomorrow?"
Her: "Amy, are you there?"
Me: "Yeah. So, what day is it?"
Her: "Today is Tuesday."
I guess the good news is that everything is ready to go for tomorrow!
The bad news is that I'm obviously loosing it...
Do me a favor? Make sure that someone plucks that one crazy eyebrow when you come to visit my padded room.