I only say that because my husband just hollered at me for forgetting something. Welcome to my world. I try to write important things down. I use post it’s for more important things. Bad experiences urged me to do all that I can to keep from driving my family crazy with my wacky brain. Dang Multiple Sclerosis. Diagnosed 24 years ago. Doing well physically and living happily in a our split level home in the burbs. My favorite work out is swimming. Trying to retrieve my mile once a week on Sundays but it’s tough to swim laps when I can’t get one of my guys to drive me to the nearby pool. I no longer have a drivers license ‘cos our insurance company raised our rates because of my disease. No accidents to speak of accept when I was driving too slow and a deputy pulled me over saying I appeared drunk! Geeze, that’s what my former employer said to me when I walked with a wide gate shortly after returning to work after a month learning how to walk again at a local rehab hospital. Do you have any idea how many things have to move with precision to simply walk like most people walk? Too much to talk about. I hope no one reading this has to ever repeat this experience.