I need my head examined. I swear I do. I went into Dollar Tree to pick up some Christmas money holders and on the way out, my purse flopped open and my wallet fell out....so did about everything in my wallet.
I gathered everything up and headed out the car. As soon as I got in, I started putting everything in my wallet as the Spousal Equivalent drove off. Immediately, my charge card flipped out of my hand and went down between the seats. I couldn't reach it and said, "Please remind me to reach from behind when we get home and get that card."
We get two minutes down the road and I exclaim, "I don't have my charge card! I must have lost it back at the store!" So we turned around and I went back into the store. The minute I walked through the door, I remembered that I had dropped it between the seats.
I stomp back to the card and snarl, "I TOLD you I dropped it between the seats and you were supposed to remind me to look for it." He looked at me with that deer-in-the-headlights look. I think we BOTH need our heads examined.
Actually, he DID get a Cat Scan of his head last week (yes, there IS a brain there) and I'm getting one in January (the jury is still out on that one....).
Am I just getting old or am I losing my marbles?