3.06.2019

Twice this week…

…once due to snow shoveling and once to the regular Taking Out of the Trash, I jumped out of bed and put my pants on over my jamas and then went outdoors and came back in and made myself a cup of tea and then wandered aimlessly around my apartment looking for my pants. 

Why were they not hanging where I left them last night? Where could I have put them? Next time I'm going to write myself a note: THEY'RE ON.

I'll probably lose that too.