My mind has not only turned into oatmeal, but it has also lost all of its raisins.
I was supposed to accompany my sister to her first deep tissue massage appointment today. (Not that she needs the supervision but because I worry that after it she may be in too much pain to drive – it’s something new and no idea what the effects will be.)
I mean it did not even cross my mind this morning. In fact, I was telling myself that I didn’t need to get up early because I had nothing I had to do today.
Then I realized, I have not written any blog posts this week.
Again, never even crossed my mind until now.
WTSF is going on in my fat old lady head?
Apparently, not a whole fuck of a lot.