But every time I walk in there, it seems like my brain switches off.
Usually it's simple things, like almost forgetting to turn a light off or to pick up some of the books that I meant to take with me.
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Yesterday, Kelsey and Tempestt and I cooked together. We had some leftover chicken and I was going to cook it this morning.
I opened my fridge. No chicken.
I must have put it in my freezer, I thought, a little annoyed as that meant that it would be frozen. I opened the freezer. Not there, either.
At that point, it just didn't make sense. If I had set the chicken down somewhere else in my apartment, I would have seen it and realized that it needed to go in the fridge. And it's not like it's far from Kelsey's apartment to mine, so I could not figure out how I had managed to lose a container of chicken and the bowl that it had been in!
Suddenly, it hit me. I had stopped by the Resource Library to return some books.
You've got to be kidding, I thought. Surely I didn't...
But I went over there to check.
And sure enough, I had.
There sat my abandoned container of chicken and the bowl... right where I had set them down on the table in the center of the room while I reshelved my books.
Sigh.
I did not eat the chicken, in case you're wondering. I decided that eating meat that sat out overnight was probably not an adventurous decision that I needed to make. I'm hoping that my subconscious doesn't decide to forget something more important in there next time, because I can only imagine what would be more ridiculous to leave.
kudos on your decision making process. :)
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