Okay one of us, J or I , made a boo-boo.
This morning I was looking high and low for the honey. It wasn't in the high cabinet and it wasn't in the lower cabinets where the dry goods are kept. I wanted honey with my Greek yogurt.
Where did I find it? In the fridge!
I know my brain has been off of late so it could have been me. But why would I put the honey in the fridge? I know that J bumps around in the early morning hours before he has had his coffee. Could have been him.
This weekend I went into the kitchen specifically to change out the kitchen linen for the laundry I was gathering up. I grabbed the dirty stuff and put it into the wash. I go back into the kitchen and just stand there staring and trying to remember what I was in there for. My husband stares at me. He knew what I forgot but didn't tell me. Not sure if he is trying to help by not telling me but when I forget why I came into a room it is really frustrating. Thanks progesterone! You are making my fibro fog worse.
But I am thankful that I can remember to dress myself and feed myself so the fibro fog isn't bad enough to cause scandal.
Left breast is sore and swollen so if I fell into something I didn't bruise and can't remember doing damage so I think it could be PMS.