Something is definitely wrong with me.  I’m seriously losing my mind.  Seriously.

Within the past two weeks, I have stood up not one but TWO different people for coffee/lunch dates.  I’m the biggest jerk EVER.  It’s so ridiculous because I literally just flat-out forgot, even though less than 24 hours before the dates I was talking about how excited I was to get together with these girls.  How can something be on my mind that recently and then I just completely flake out?

Then, last week after coming home from Target with my bag of junk that cost me $100, I couldn’t find my keys anywhere.  Losing keys really isn’t all that unusual for me, but I usually find them fairly quickly.  Not this time.  Days and days had gone by and I couldn’t find them anywhere.

Meanwhile, I had been devouring a jumbo sized bag of Laffy Taffy purchased on my trip to Target.  It was on sale that day, so I thought I would do something ahead of time for once in my life and bought it to pass out to all the kiddos that knock on our door on Halloween.

Huge mistake.

I didn’t even make it out of the Target parking lot before I ripped it open and had some chewy green apple goodness sticking to my teeth.  I should have bought something I wouldn’t touch with a 10 foot pole like plain M&Ms, Milky Ways or Hershey Bars.  I guarantee you I will have to return to Target and buy more Halloween candy because, let’s face it, Saturday is still four days away and I have no self-control when it comes to non-chocolate candy.

Yesterday, when I went to the cabinet for my daily dose of high fructose corn syrup, guess what I found INSIDE the Laffy Taffy bag.

My keys.

Seriously.

I’m kind of afraid to leave the house for fear of forgetting where I live and not being able to find my way home.  Or perhaps it’s just for fear of being to far away from my humongous bag of Laffy Taffy.