I'm pretty absent-minded. More so than most people. Often, when I'm watching television, and a commercial comes on, I forget what program I'm watching.
Now, maybe that says more about the quality of the television programming I'm watching, but I don't think so.
uh... what were we talking about again...? Oh, right... absent-minded! (Sorry).
So, this morning, it should come as no surprise to anyone who knows me, that I managed to leave the house without my wallet. This is a truly disconcerting feeling. Right up there with that dream... you know the one... you're at school... you have a report due, and you haven't done any of the research, let alone the paper. The teacher calls you to the front of the class to read your report, and you hesitantly make you way up there... only to find out that you're standing in front of the class in your underwear, and everyone is pointing and laughing.
Yeah... that kind of disconcerting, wandering through the day without your wallet... no license (drive carefully), no RE ID Card, No credit card to fill up at the gas station, fortunately i carry my money in a money clip in my front pocket... uh, oh... no cash AND no ATM card (it's in my wallet)...arrrgghh..
All of this comes about because we have a change in seasons... it's suddenly gotten cold, and last night, when we went out to dinner, I pulled out my fall windbreaker... and put my wallet in the inside breast pocket. And that's where my wallet sits at this moment... in my windbreaker, hanging in the hall closet... because this morning, when I left the house, it was nice and warm and I didn't need my windbreaker.
Doy!! Uh, so when changing clothing for the season... or ladies, when changing purses... as Carl Maulden used to say (man, am I dating myself here!)... "Don't leave home without it".
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