I'm working in the kitchen. And I lost my iPod. I was walking all over the house, looking for that thing. And then I started to panic (I'm known for washing iPods; it's not pretty).
I bet I spent 30 minutes looking everywhere for that damn iPod. I was all over the kitchen, I was in the bathroom, going through laundry, I was in the bedroom looking around, I was back here in this room going through stuff. And the whole time? I was singing along to music. From my iPod. That was connected to the stereo in the living room. I swear I am losing my mind.
I told Rick about it at lunch and he said he was really glad I "found" it.
It was a brain fart. (I refuse to call it a senior moment!)
I bet I spent 30 minutes looking everywhere for that damn iPod. I was all over the kitchen, I was in the bathroom, going through laundry, I was in the bedroom looking around, I was back here in this room going through stuff. And the whole time? I was singing along to music. From my iPod. That was connected to the stereo in the living room. I swear I am losing my mind.
I told Rick about it at lunch and he said he was really glad I "found" it.
It was a brain fart. (I refuse to call it a senior moment!)