Falling Apart

You know that sinking feeling you get, when you realise that there’s something you should have done, but have forgotten to? Well I got that last night, closely followed by “or did I forget?”

The task in question is sending my brother a card for his birthday – he will be 50, so this is quite an occasion – but have I forgotten to send a card? or have I already sent one? I can remember thinking about it, I think I can remember selecting a card, but I have absolutely no recollection of posting it – and I would remember that bit, as he lives in Australia & so I would need a special stamp.

I have decided to blame this on the Crying Weeks (never knew they would be so handy) and so have sent him a (second?) card, explaining that he has to forgive me (perhaps) because I am distraught and thereby unable to function properly.

Today I learned that I wrote £30 on a cheque when I had just been asked to write one for £35.  Fortunately they recognised a hapless imbecile when they saw one & let me off the extra £5. Pitiful really.

What the hell am I going to do when the Crying Weeks are over & I no longer have any excuses?