Maybe forgetting things as I get older isn’t something to stress about…
I looked in the bread bin this morning and found I’d left a bag of frozen raspberries there.
I must have done it yesterday morning while I was making breakfast. The berries – and the bin – were pretty soggy.
And it’s not the first forgetful thing I’ve done lately – far from it.
I often find myself stopping in front of the fridge, or a cupboard in the kitchen, trying to remember what I’m doing there.
It’s probably at moments like this that I put milk in the drawers and porridge in the freezer – snatching them out hours or days later and wondering: ‘Is this it? Am I finally losing my mind?”Continue reading “Where Is My Mind?”