Okay, I'll say it for you. I am old and becoming more forgetful. Sometimes it's Tulip's fault.
Cases in point:
- On Monday, I needed to find my heating pad. I found the empty box it came in. Looked everywhere, but no clues were found. This reminded me of another time when I searched for the heating pad. Not surprisingly, I ended up owning two. A few years ago, I gave the surplus to a friend.
- In a repeat performance of events, I ended up buying yet another heating pad at Walgreens.
- Totally my fault.
- I should reassign one of my living room bins exclusively for storing spare DME (Durable Medical Equipment). Blood pressure cuff, various braces for my heels, my back, etc.
- Disorganized me!
- I bought a fancy insulated bottle from Coffee on Raiford. When I was looking for it, I asked myself, "Did I put it on the car roof?" and "Did I leave it at the last place I was in?"
- The bottle was spotted in a cat bed amongst a variety of cat toys.
- Totally blame this one on Tulip.
- She had to knock it off a table first, then nudge it over to her kitty bed.
- Bad Kitty!



