A forgetful kind of day

Signs that trying to do to much lately is wearing on me:

I remembered to gather up the garbage and put the bag in the trunk on the way out this morning for garbage day...but forgot to actually drop the bag in our assigned spot (we are supposed to put our garbage and recyclables in a specific spot that is some distance from our garage, but is next to the road on my way out in the morning - totally spaced out and forgot to stop. Hope I remember to take the bag out of the trunk later!).

I remembered to e-mail everyone this morning to find out if/where we were playing canasta this Friday...but forgot to bring with me the grocery list I need for the shopping I need to do tonight if indeed I'm going to be out Friday night. The list, which includes all sorts of things needed for a luncheon on Sunday, is much too long for me to recreate.

I remembered to stop at the cheese store last night...but forgot to pick up some applewood smoked bacon. That just makes me sad.

Because you know - bacon is the cure for everything.