Forgetting things but not the valium.

Today I forgot to go to the school and take down a display case of stuff (things the principal brought back from China) and a bulletin board of pictures. I was supposed to meet a friend there and we would do it together. I hate it when I do things like that.

First you remember and then feel guilty. I don't know about anyone else but then I felt a little put out that my friend didn't call me when I didn't show up to help. Like it was her fault! Just shift the blame to someone else. "Oh, it's not my fault that I didn't do it, you didn't remind me." What a looser. Loser, Losser. This is a word that gets me every time. But I digress. Let's just say a big fat capitol L L L.

Sometimes there are so many things I feel like I have to remember that it makes me a little short of breath. Stressing about getting it right. I don't know why because my family has such low expectations that they just take what they get and are always surprised that I think it is not enough. But it stresses me out. Now I know why valium was called mother's little helper in the 1960's. It would help. I bet those 60's mom's forgot things but didn't forget the valium!!

Maybe I should make a list..... This is an inside joke because I am quite famous for my list making. I even have a notebook in my purse to write all my lists down in. Lately I have been putting tabs on certain pages. It all makes sense to me but when I see it written down it looks a little wacky. Well today is not the day to go into my wacky behaviors and quirks. That's what the shrink makes the big bucks for. And earns every penny.