I forgot

Me vs. My memory

I want to watch TV. My memory says, sure why not?

I want to read my book. My memory can’t think why I shouldn’t.

I want to go to bed. My memory says, yes, let’s go to bed.

Things I forgot yesterday:

To take my son to soccer practice

To take my daughter to soccer practice

To have a Zoom with my mom (that I arranged that day!)

To feed the cat (don’t worry, my son did it when she went complaining to him)

To walk the dog

To make dinner (Okay, I probably didn’t forget this one, I just didn’t want to do it.)

And it wasn’t even Wednesday yet!