More Annoying Forgetfulness

I left The 52 Ounce (my big thermos mug, and yes, that is its proper name) at D’s house yesterday. Waaah! And then, this morning, I left the banana I meant to bring for my snack, sitting on the edge of the dining room table. I have a feeling it won’t be there when I get home, and that I’m likely to find the mangled peel someplace really disgusting, like buried under my pillow.