Yesterday, I posted here about forgetting why I was in the garage randomly. Here’s the follow-up.
When I got home after class, I was running around trying to get to my 10000 fitbit steps, so I was all over the place. I was talking to mom and my oldest daughter while I was doing chores. I got lost headed to the garage again, but only got as far as the doorway. The two of them were shouting suggestions about why I might have been headed there. My daughter got it! Garbage can liners!
It was like a bad game of charades.