So I'm just dropping off to sleep when my brain, for no obvious reason, says, 'When are you speaking to the ladies' group about your book?'
'It's April now.'
'Are you sure?'
'Yes ... no ... I don't know.'
I am fully awake now and the conversation continues.
Brain, 'Wasn't there something about it on the upcoming events in Outlook?'
Me, 'Yes, I think so.'
'Is it still there?'
Long silence as I try to visualise the screen. 'Don't know. I can see a birthday there.'
'Well, if it was there and now it's not you must have missed it.'
'No, a reminder would have popped up.'
Brain, 'Would it?'
Me, 'Yes.' Pause. 'I think.'
Brain, 'Don't you have to set it to give you a reminder?'
'I don't know. Do you?'
'I think so. Did you?'
'I don't know. Probably ... not. But wouldn't the organiser have sent me a reminder? Or phoned me if I'd missed it?'
Brain, 'You've been away. Have you checked the phone for messages?'
'Aaaahhh.' Long pause.
Brain, 'Why don't you get up, go downstairs, switch on the computer and check?'
'That would wake Husband and make him grumpy.'
'Come on, you know what a grumpy husband is like.'
'True. Let's think logically: if you've missed it there's nothing you can do at this time of night; if you haven't missed it then there's nothing you need to do.'
'So we can both go to sleep then.'
'You were the one who woke me up in the first place.'
'I apologise. Now go to sleep.'
Brain, 'Please stop tossing and turning; you're keeping me awake.'
'I can't sleep for worrying.'
'We've agreed there's nothing you can do at this time of night.'
'I know but ...'
And so it went on.
No wonder I wake up exhausted.
P.S. I hadn't missed my speaking engagement; it's this Thursday.