Keep it together!

I giggle at myself a lot because I tend to be the only one who understands me.  Does that make sense?  I walk around and talk to myself.  I walk in rooms, walk around in circles, talk to myself, then turn around to leave because I forgot what I came in for.  Then, miraculously, I can go stare at a wall in a COMPLETELY different room and recall that information.  Chad laughs at me because it's entertaining to watch.  It's even funnier now because I don't cuss anymore, so I come up with creative words to replace the ones I'd normally use when I forget my information.  My friend, Heather, thought I actually cussed on the way to Beth Moore when I said "Dad Shat!" because I'd injured myself.   She said, "You shouldn't whisper that because it sounds bad."  Worked for me.
The reason I brought up this point today is because I'm amazed at a stranger's ability to make me appear like a total idiot.  Today, while having a very nice gentleman from Time Warner come to install our digital phone, he asks me a simple question that I'm sure I should know the answer to, but I just stood there, with my mouth open.  He then proceeded to ask "other questions" so he could figure out the answer.  This also happens when people ask questions like, "How much is your energy bill a month?" or "How much do you and Chad pay for BLAH, BLAH, BLAH?" and I don't know about that sort of stuff.  In fact, I'm TERRIBLE with recall on almost all information.  Did you catch that?  Don't take anything I say as fact.  It's my interpretation.  I marvel at people who'll go to the same conferences that I do and explain the information a COMPLETELY different way than I do.  I even quote movies wrong.  I love my friends and family though... they've gotten so used to it that they know what I mean...most of the time.  I blame it on motherhood and I'd always heard that would happen.  Don't you consider it an adventure in motherhood to hang out with someone that doesn't even understand herself?  Come hang out with me sometime :)