I am not scatterbrained.

My friend Debbie was tellling me how my wonderful husband, I won't hold this against you Hon, mentioned that I am quite scatterbrained lately. I instantly protested. "I am not scatterbrained!"

I no sooner get home and see this darling husband of mine and tell him that I am not scatterbrained. I also explain that most women would not be able to do all the things I do and he agrees. I tell him that I just have a lot to keep track of. He agrees.

So the question comes. Where's Jesse? We know that Jesse was just behind us at church. "Sarah, Do you know where Jesse is?" "No," she replies. The question goes around the room. Okay so no one knows where Jesse is. "Joe, hand me the phone," Steve says. "Jesse, where are you?" "I'm at Isaac's." Ummmmm......"Oh yeah," I say sheepishly, "I forgot he told me he was going to Isaac's." I get this look from Steve that says YOU ARE SCATTERBRAINED!!!! He wasn't going to say it, but I know he was thinking it!!!

Steve says, I can see if he told you last week, but he told you tonight! I protest because is forgetting something the same as being scatterbrained? I don't know. I explain that when he told me he was going to Isaac's I was making some very important quilting decisions. I was deciding if I should put the black square next to this creme square or next to the green square ? Does the burgandy need some purple or black next to it?

Just don't tell me anything important. I might just give you a blank stare. I don't think anyone is home in my brain lately. If you see me wandering around just point me to someone in my family. They'll know what to do with me.