Key Issues

Losing. My. Mind.

No really...

Yes, there is a lot going on. Yes, I am on a medicated hormone roller coaster to boot. No, I do not eat my leafy greens either.

Still, there is no excuse for this.

Today, as I was leaving the house, I naturally gathered the crucial leaving-the-house-items. I set them down though, on the counter, so as to prepare the most crucial item of all: the to-go mug of coffee. That done and in hand, I reached for the other two crucial items.

However, there were three items on the counter: my keys, a pair of scissors, and my cell phone.

I needed two of the three. Sesame Street stuff, right? Which two items belong? Which two do I need? (Or was that the Electric Company?)

Anyway, the first time I went out the door, I looked down, and was shocked to see myself holding my keys and a pair of scissors. Well, I got one right.

Take two.

The second time I checked prior to walking out the door. Thankfully. This time, I looked down, and was shocked to see that although I had set two items down, and picked two items up, I still had a problem. Yep, I almost locked myself out of the house holding my cell phone and the very same pair of scissors.

Third time's a charm?

The third time, I slowly picked up my keys, and then my cell phone, slowly, lest those damned scissors chase me to the door again!

I really shouldn't admit things like this, but I figure it may be prudent to publish fair warning. You know, so if I don't post in say...a month, you guys can check the places with the padded walls.

(On a positive note - sigh of relief - Priss and I have managed to keep our new baby puppy alive for well over a week. She has stolen our hearts and our flip-flops.)