As we were driving to the beach yesterday I mentioned to Husband that when I'd gone to slimming class the day before, a traffic jam caused by road works had led me to go a different way, and that I'd been completely disoriented and ended up going around the houses because I couldn't work out where I was. Husband said, 'I'm not surprised. You spend most of your time in a dream world only entering the real world now and again so when you do it discombobulates you.'
I'm not sure that's true but as I think Suburbia says on her blog, I live in my own little world but it's all right because they know me here.
Over the door to the kitchen in Zac's is a tiny plaque. You wouldn't notice it unless it were pointed out to you and it reads: Of all the things I've lost I miss my mind the most. We were discussing this in Zac's on Tuesday and I said, actually I miss my mind the least; what I miss the most is my pink jumper.
I last had it about 22 years ago in Derby. It was my favourite jumper, v-necked, soft and pale pink. And it disappeared. If I'd left in Derby then Mother-in-law would have sent it to me so I have no idea what happened to it.
Have you lost anything you really miss?