I have had a miserable cold all week. One of the symptoms seems to be a lost mind. Yesterday at work, I couldn't remember where I had put the baby. I searched frantically for him and five minutes later, discovered him swaddled safely on the couch where I had placed him just moments before.
My head does not appear to be attached to my body. I haven't a single interesting thought or idea to share. So until I do, my life is tea, toast, tissues and episodes of Arrested Development.