I think I am losing my mind. I'm losing many things so I'm pretty sure my mind is next.
My luxury room is filled with baskets. (They do need to be re-sorted but no one looks through them except me). I hide little gifts underneath nighties, or sox, or other boring items but now I have to write them down because I FORGET where I hid them. I always have a treat box but once the boys see it, I have to use another basket to keep them from helping themselves.
I am loving my computer glasses! Except I take them off and on so much, I'm usually offering a twenty five cent reward to whichever grandson can find them. Then I started hanging them on the front of my shirt so I could always have them with me. Until I bent over and lost them in a basket of warm clean towels. Since I was lazy and didn't fold them, they were missing for two days before I decided to fold. (Now I have the lanyard things to hang around my neck)
A week or two later, I lost one of my prescriptions. Of course, I waited a day or two but it is a drug that should be tapered off, so I had to call my Dr.'s office. His nurse laughed at my self berating and said I wouldn't believe how many calls they get. Yes, an hour after I got a 30 day supply, I found the bottle in the pillow case of a pillow I don't sleep on.
If I don't put my credit card back in the EXACT same slot, I go into a panic. Lately, people can just wait while I get myself settled before I leave self checkout.
Is this just me?