My Brain is a Disaster

Sometimes I'm worried that I'll be one of those moms who forgets she has children and accidentally leaves them at home while she goes shopping. I am aware that there are moms who leave their children at home on purpose, and I sincerely hope I won't be like that, but that's not what I'm talking about in this post. I'm talking about the moms who sincerely forget about their kids and accidentally drive off without them.

About an hour ago, I stuck a leftover brownie in the microwave while I was on the phone with my mom, and walked in the other room to do something so incredibly important that I forgot what it even was. That phone call lasted about 10 minutes, I proceeded to hang out in my room and pack various items into boxes so I can move out of my duplex soon. It wasn't until five minutes ago or so that I remembered my brownie, and literally ran back to the kitchen to make sure it was okay. Turns out it wasn't that bad, and I was able to add some ice cream on top of it and make a tasty treat.

Forgetting things like this is not uncommon for me. I removed towels from my dryer this afternoon that had been there for at least two days. I also consistently place important items in completely random places, which leads me to forget where they are very easily. I will even sit there and talk myself through the placing process: "I'm putting these buttons that fell off my winter coat in this Ziploc of random CDs, and then I am placing it in this Old Navy bag filled with the contents of my desk, which are mostly pens and pencils. And then I'm going to write about it in my blog, so just in case I forget where I put them, I can look back and check."

No joke, that is an actual thing I did today.

I am cooking dinner for Austin tonight. I decided to make rosemary chicken and vegetables. It has cous cous with it and I'm making corn bread. Corn bread probably doesn't really go, but I saw it on the spice aisle at HEB and it looked good. (This is a picture from the actual recipe.)




Right now, however, I have to go look for cardboard boxes with my sister.

-Katie