My inspiration for this post came from my dear, longtime blogging friend, Debbie @ Musings by an ND Domer's Mom, who is not only a gifted...
This past weekend I had SEVERAL forgetful moments.
First, I ran out of dish detergent on Friday and kept forgetting to pick it up at the drug store or super market all weekend, therefore I had to use my shower gel to clean my dishes.
Yes, it’s true, you didn't read that wrong.
Incidentally, shower gel works great on dirty dishes in case this ever happens to you. And what’s really cool is that your dishes end up smelling like tropical coconuts instead of sunshine lemons.
Just call me the 'Martha Stewart' of emergency household situations.
Saturday evening after I finished washing the dishes, I absentmindedly forgot to return the shower gel to bathroom so that when I went to take a shower and got myself all wet, I suddenly discovered I had NO shower gel sitting on the side of the bathtub.
Oh, SHIT!
And what made matters worse was that I had also left my bath towel on my futon sofa bed, thus I had NO towel to dry myself off before walking thru my apartment to fetch the shower gel in the kitchen.
Oh, DOUBLE SHIT!
So, what do think I had to do?
Yup….I had to traipse thru my apartment dripping wet and NAKED!
I actually thought about using some toilet paper to dry myself off, but you know how wet toilet paper annoyingly sticks to everything.
No, the only thing I could do was to go 'commando.'
It’s kind of fun tip-toeing naked over a slippery titled floor; clutching anything you can grab your hands onto so you don’t fall and knock yourself unconscious when your head hits the ceramic toilet seat, and the paramedics find you three days later in your birthday suit.
And being a man, you have no idea how nice it feels to have cold air suddenly hit your PRIVATES; making them shrink to the size of two macadamia nuts and a Vienna sausage.
NOT a pretty sight.
Anyway, I ended up retrieving both the shower gel and bath towel, unscathed.
But I’ve noticed myself being very forgetful lately, and I’m really concerned.
Gee….I wonder if it could have anything to do with the signs of AGE?
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