There’s not a whole lot more that bugs me (right now) than my brain getting in the way of me doing something I want to do. Tonight’s to-do item was working out. My brain said, “Haha, yah right. Nope. Not happening.” And, I wonder if what happened last night was any type of warning…
My mom was cooking bacon, and my brother had chicken in the oven. A few minutes I told his wife, “The timer is about to go off for your bacon.”
She looked at me puzzled. “Bacon?”
Me: Facepalm. “Ugh. I meant what’s in the onion.”
CRAP. What is going on?! “I mean the oven.”
Took some Ativan and went to bed.
Today had a nice, big, helping of vertigo while at work. Ruined most of the day and now my night.
Any brain folks out there? What do you do when this happens?
PS, I refuse to say that my friend was right.