As an eighty-something who is grateful to be functioning reasonably well, I am vigilant about looking for signs of my “losing it”. They appear to be happening more frequently now-a-days.
Several months ago, (I may have reported this) I started the coffee maker without putting the carafe in its place, left the kitchen, and then spent way too much time cleaning up the mess from eight cups of coffee on my counters, the floor and in some of my cabinets.
A few days ago, I prepared a sauce for some salmon. When the oven reached 400 degrees, I threw the pan of salmon into the oven and continued with whatever else I had been doing. Suddenly I realized that I had never put the sauce on the salmon. Fortunately, it had enough sauced time to be quite delicious.
On Monday morning, it was very cold on my three-mile walk with a friend. So as soon as I got home, I eagerly hopped into a hot shower. Something felt odd, and when I looked down, I saw that I was still wearing one very wet sock.
Can you top that?