Have you ever had days when you feel your brain is on fast-forward? As I was driving towards Mr. T’s house I was reviewing what I had to do that day: answer wedding e-mails, call my florist, finish my Master’s application, get passport pictures, call the immigration attorney, sweep the downstairs, pick up the new puppy at the airport, make dinner for friends who were coming over to meet said puppy, finish doing laundry, take Morena for a walk, make my mom’s website, decide what I was taking to San Francisco… The list seemed endless.
My cell phone rang as I was pulling into the parking lot. I looked at the caller ID to make sure it wasn’t some foaming-at-the-mouth bride, and when I saw it was Mr. T I happily answered.
“Hey honey bunny, I need you to do me a favor,” he said after we had greeted each other. “I’m about to go into a meeting, but could you call the vet and arrange a ‘new puppy’ appointment for Checkers?”
“Yeah, sure… Just hold on a second,” I answered, holding the cell phone to my ear with my shoulder and rummaging through my purse. “Damn it,” I exclaimed, growing more and more frustrated with my ineffective search.
“What’s wrong?” Mr. T asked.
“Nothing… Stupid purse, full of crap.” I unzipped the purse all the way, rolled up my sleeves, and dove in full force. I pulled out my wallet, PDA, Kleenex, a bunch of receipts, a hairbrush, two sets of keys, a digital camera, three checkbooks, five pens, my passport, an iPod, a box of Altoids and a bottle of water, but I still couldn’t find what I was looking for. “You know, I really need to clean out my purse. I can never find anything in there!”
“What are you looking for?” he asked.
“My cell phone,” I exclaimed. “I can’t find my cell phone!”
Mr. T snorted. Then he started to chuckle.
“What’s so funny?” He was laughing and couldn’t answer. “What’s. So. Funny.” I demanded.
“Check your ear.”
“What’s wrong with my… Oh, fuck.”
April 26, 2007 at 4:01 pm
OMG. That is so weird. I did exactly the same thing just the day before yesterday…but I realized it myself after searching for a few minutes and pulling out everything in my purse that it was actually between my ear and shoulder and that I was in the middle of dialing someone!!! Good to know I’m not alone… 🙂
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This was a first for me, Em, but you’re certainly not alone! 🙂
April 26, 2007 at 6:13 pm
ROFL!!!!
April 26, 2007 at 8:10 pm
Missing cell phone in ear. Missing glasses on top of my head. Missing jacket tied around my waist. I’m not absent minded. I’m highly focused.
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I like that, Jan! Highly focused… Will keep that in mind the next time I’m looking for my purse (on my shoulder) or trying to find my earrings (on my earlobes). Thanks!
April 26, 2007 at 8:42 pm
HAHAHAH! I did that the other morning with my car keys! LOL!
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Too funny! Mr. T put his car keys in the fridge once. Hope that makes you feel better. 😀
April 26, 2007 at 10:23 pm
if that isn’t a wake up call, i don’t know what is! 🙂
April 27, 2007 at 1:25 am
Ha! I’ve been there before. So don’t worry, my dear, it would appear you are quite normal. Or as normal as us regular bloggers can be 🙂
By the way, I was just thinking about you today and a book you will really enjoy, if you are that interested in the Montessori method. It’s called Totto-Chan, the Little Girl at the Window. It’s about a headmaster who was a great educator, seen through the eyes of a little girl. Very inspiring and one of my favourite books!
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Totto-chan,_the_Little_Girl_at_the_Window)
April 27, 2007 at 1:37 am
Oh sweetie, that’s one for the record books, isn’t it?
April 27, 2007 at 11:53 am
No way…you’ve GOT to be kidding.
That sounds just like something I would do.
DUH! 😉
April 27, 2007 at 4:26 pm
Baaahahaaahaaa! Good one.
I have put my keys in the freezer before.
April 27, 2007 at 8:03 pm
“There but for the grace of god go I…”
April 27, 2007 at 9:40 pm
I am so with you on this one. It occurs more frequently than I’d like to admit and I’m sure it will happen again very soon. I just try to breathe and remind myself that I am one human and one human cannot possibly do it all.
(Let me know if that actually works for you because it never quite manages to provide relief for me.)
April 30, 2007 at 2:05 pm
Funny as hell! I do stuff like that too – regularly.
April 30, 2007 at 8:34 pm
Been there…looking for it while talking on it.
April 30, 2007 at 9:04 pm
My brain is always on fast forward. It’s why I keep running into things.
But dear…i think you’ve got me beat.