HONESTLY.

My head is NOT ATTACHED to my shoulders right now. I managed to fuck up a dinner party invitation. I thought it was tomorrow night. NOPE! Turns out it's about to start in thirty minutes. Good thing I have a sitter for tomorrow night, right? Riiiiiiiiiiiight. Dammit to hell. I feel really bad. (apologizing yet again to HDHusband - who should just go anyway. FUCK!)

I have forgotten a lot of things this month. I walk away from project half-completed and stumble upon them later and think, "OH YEAH!! I remember now that I was cleaning out the sinks ... and there's crusty Soft Scrub in them ... huh ...".

What the hell? I'm normally not THIS forgetful. All pregnancy tests negative - that would be my other answer!

Reminds me of that song by India.Arie, actually. Lyrics go:

"Slow down baby, you're going too fast
You got your head in the cloud with your feet on the gas ..."

If that ain't the truth.