Telephone conversations with my husband all-too-often go like this:
Me: beep beep beep-beep beep beep beep (that's the sound effects of dialing)
Me: Hi. You outta work yet?
Him: Not yet.
Me: (stumped by the apparent brain energy that it took to dial and shocked that he's still at work) What was I calling to tell you?
Him: ??? (probably wondering who the insane woman is on the other end of the line)
Me: Oh, forget it I can't remember, I'll talk to you later.
Him: OK, bye.
Me: Oh wait! I remember now! Blah blah blah blah ....
Seriously, the fragility of my brain is so great at this point that I cannot dial a phone number that's so deeply ingrained in my brain I sometime dial it when I'm trying to dial other numbers that start with 66- and keep track of one question.
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