Yesterday was one of those days.
I started looking for something and ended up rummaging through several other stacks, bins and hidey holes to find interesting and useful items but not what I was hunting .
It confirmed a couple of things: (1) I have entirely too much craft stuff; and (2) my mind is not nearly as sharp as it used to be.
I am a person who automatically calculates the per unit price of items, groups like things together and labels nearly everything. I used to be super organized.
It’s how I raised and homeschooled four kids.
But since Dominic ran ahead to Heaven my mind just doesn’t work the same as it once did.
I’ve written before about this phenomena: Grief Brain: It’s a Real Thing!
I really do miss the ability to remember where I put things, why I entered a room and what I went upstairs to get.
I did find enough of what I was looking for to begin working on a tiny project for my grandson, so that’s a win.
I’ll let you know how it goes.