Today is the half way point. From now on I can start counting down to d-day, delivery day that is. I am 20 weeks pregnant and am watching my belly grow and my brain cells decrease. My list of dumb stunts increases daily. Last week I needed to go downtown to the bank and post office. I had been to both before. I decided to go to the post office first.
After driving around aimlessly for 10 minutes trying desperately to remember where the darn place was, I finally remembered the street name. When I got there, I couldn't remember which direction it was. I turned the wrong way of course. Dumb. Today I had to go back to the post office. I was sure I had learned my lesson and headed confidently to Ringling Blvd. When I got to the beach, it became painfully obvious that I once again had turned the wrong direction. Dumb and dumber.
If that's not bad enough, I can't even remember what I said 2 seconds before. Yesterday I was making a pb&j for Josh. "Do you want pretzels or a cheese stick with your sandwich?" I asked. He didn't and I finished making the sandwich. By the time I put it on the plate I couldn't remember if I had asked him or if I did what he said. Mercy! This is not good. Hopefully some of my mental faculties return 20 weeks from now when little Miss Harper Perrault arrives.
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