Pain Makes You Stupid!
All right! We have already established that pain makes me cranky. I've been counting to 10, before speaking, a lot lately. So far it seems to be working and I haven't lambasted anyone in a couple of days. Unfortunately, I seem to have developed a new problem - stupidity.
As Mark can attest, I don't do stupid. I just don't - it drives my crazy! If I've never asked you "Do you notice any improvement since the lobotomy?" or "Are all of your parents' children idiots?" either you're not stupid or I love you dearly.
I started noticing the problem yesterday, when I hobbled over to the drug store for cat litter and soup. Since I made it home with cat litter, soup, and coffee, that wasn't actually the issue. What was a problem was the fact that I knew that the litter scoop had broken days ago. Did I get a new one? Did I even think about getting a new one? Not on your life!
So, after Paka decided to meow us to death this morning, I walked back to the drug store for a spray bottle - and a litter scoop. We've been talking about replacing our travel mugs for a while now, so I made it home with travel mugs, a spray bottle, a slotted spoon (they don't carry litter scoops) and a couple of sodas. Not bad, right? Wrong!
First, I couldn't - for the life of me - remember where the housewares were in a store that I visit monthly to buy replacement water filters. Second, there is no way the travel mugs are actually going to fit in the cup holders on the truck. Thirdly, I only drink Coke Classic, no fancy flavors or diet crap. What did I come home with - Coke Vanilla! Lastly, Mark had called - while I was at the store - and asked me to get him an ice cream treat. I looked at the frozen foods, knew that there was something I needed, but had absolutely no idea what it was. And he had called me not 5 minutes before.
I joined Shopper's Hotline recently and have a scanner that I am supposed to use to scan the bar codes on everything we buy. Then, I add the store name and total spent, and transmit the information over the internet. Every time I have gone to the store in the last week, I have had to run all over the apartment and scan what I bought - after I put it all away. You'd think that the inconvenience of that would remind me to scan it first. Nope!
So, you see!? Pain makes you stupid. And, in case you're wondering, the lobotomy hasn't helped at all!
As Mark can attest, I don't do stupid. I just don't - it drives my crazy! If I've never asked you "Do you notice any improvement since the lobotomy?" or "Are all of your parents' children idiots?" either you're not stupid or I love you dearly.
I started noticing the problem yesterday, when I hobbled over to the drug store for cat litter and soup. Since I made it home with cat litter, soup, and coffee, that wasn't actually the issue. What was a problem was the fact that I knew that the litter scoop had broken days ago. Did I get a new one? Did I even think about getting a new one? Not on your life!
So, after Paka decided to meow us to death this morning, I walked back to the drug store for a spray bottle - and a litter scoop. We've been talking about replacing our travel mugs for a while now, so I made it home with travel mugs, a spray bottle, a slotted spoon (they don't carry litter scoops) and a couple of sodas. Not bad, right? Wrong!
First, I couldn't - for the life of me - remember where the housewares were in a store that I visit monthly to buy replacement water filters. Second, there is no way the travel mugs are actually going to fit in the cup holders on the truck. Thirdly, I only drink Coke Classic, no fancy flavors or diet crap. What did I come home with - Coke Vanilla! Lastly, Mark had called - while I was at the store - and asked me to get him an ice cream treat. I looked at the frozen foods, knew that there was something I needed, but had absolutely no idea what it was. And he had called me not 5 minutes before.
I joined Shopper's Hotline recently and have a scanner that I am supposed to use to scan the bar codes on everything we buy. Then, I add the store name and total spent, and transmit the information over the internet. Every time I have gone to the store in the last week, I have had to run all over the apartment and scan what I bought - after I put it all away. You'd think that the inconvenience of that would remind me to scan it first. Nope!
So, you see!? Pain makes you stupid. And, in case you're wondering, the lobotomy hasn't helped at all!
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