Last night I opened a candy bar and for whatever reason I set it down on my lap, got myself comfortable in bed, then forgot to eat it. What? Who opens a wonderful, delicious, amazing candy bar and forgets to eat it? ME, that’s who!
At around 3:30 AM I woke up and could smell chocolate. I didn’t quite know what to think as to the reason why. Still no recollections of the candy bar. I used my hands to help shift my body to a more comfortable position and it was then that I felt something strange. There were crumbs in my bed.
At first I didn’t know what to make of it. I don’t usually eat in bed so I knew it couldn’t be cracker crumbs. Maybe dirt transfer from working in the garden. Hmm, not sure. I turned the light on, pulled back the covers and then I saw it. The chocolate bar that I had opened earlier was mostly melted all over me, my PJ’s, sheets, and what wasn’t melted was now chocolate crumbs all around.
I ended up spending a few hours this morning washing a load of laundry, washing myself and carefully cleaning the floor where a few pieces of chocolate had fallen then melted in place. I have had some doozie moments with my memory like forgetting appointments; not remembering to reply to emails; forgetting names, words, TV shows I’ve already watched, and even things like what month it is, what day it is and why I went into the kitchen, but this is a first for me.
I use the calendar on my phone for reminders all the time. Am I going to have to start setting a reminder now to eat?
One good thing for today, I now have a freshly made bed that is so inviting I’m tempted to climb in and go back to bed for the day. It’s going to rain a little bit later anyway. Rainy day always help me sleep.
Oh, wait, according to my calendar I have to make a trip to the grocery store for some coffee, soup and BBQ sauce. Why BBQ sauce? I don’t know, but it’s on my list. I’ll remember later what it’s for so I better pick some up.
Now if I can just figure out what I did with my phone. It was sitting next to me a few minutes ago. Ugh…such is my life.