I started to post something earlier today but i got interrupted and now I can't remember what the hell I was going to say. Now for an old woman I guess that's not to unusual especially when it was hours ago and I got called away in the middle of something.
Now the really bad thing is that I left no clue. I mean I got interrupted after after I hit the new blog or whatever the hell it says where I click on it and then the screen comes up and I get to spout out crap for others to read.
I mean really. Whatever the hell I wanted to say couldn't have been too terribly important or I wouldn't have forgotten it right?
The issue here is that I forgot it. You know what I"m talking about. You get up to go into another room and the minute you step into that next room whatever it was that got you off your ass in the first place to do or get is completely gone out of your head. You end up in that other damn room roaming around looking at everything in the damn place hoping like hell you'll remember what you came in here for. It usually doesn't work. You do however understand what it feels like not to be able to remember. It drives you bat crap crazy and when you are already bat crap crazy that's not good. I mean the road to crazy town is only so long and when you've already made that trip and returned to only find yourself crossing those city limits again then you're in deep shit. I unfortunately have made that trip on several occasions and now when I make it again I get more and more scared I won't find my way back. Hey at my age you could die in route or worse yet the minute you hit the center of down town crazy.
Well I still can't remember what I was going to post and due to more interruptions, a lot of them since I've been writing this darn thing here, nothing around here is tripping that memory.
I think the best thing for me to do at this point is admit defeat and go to bed. Been a long couple of days and I'm tired, and old, and bat crap crazy.