ADD? Me? Nah.

This morning, on my way out of the house, I grabbed my wallet, but realized that I had left my phone in the bedroom.  So I walked to the bedroom, and immediately forgot why I was in there.  Knowing that it was supposed to be chilly, I decided to find a sweater while I was in there.  So I put my wallet down on the bed and started searching the closet.  I tried on one sweater after another, rejecting each one until I realized it was the shirt that I didn't like, not the sweaters.  So I took the shirt off and threw it into my "give away" pile.  Back to the closet to pick out a new shirt.  Then a sweater.  A look in the mirror told me I had a good combination.  But now that my clothes looked nice, my "good enough" hair needed some help.  10 minutes later, I exited the bathroom with a cute outfit and done-up hair.  When I got back to the living room, on my way out the door (again), I remembered why I had gone into the bedroom: to get my phone.  So I went back into the bedroom and grabbed my phone off the bedside stand, and discovered my wallet, which I had put on the bed.  I finally left the house, shaking my head at myself.  I am one of those people who really WOULD lose my head of it wasn't attached.  thank goodness it is.