Last night, while talking to my mom on the phone, I needed to check a phone number for her, and the number was in my cell phone. Well, we chatted for about 5 minutes, while I searched the house for my cell phone. Ummmmm, I finally realized I was talking to her on it. Duhhhhhhh! Saturday we went out to buy a new light fixture for the guest bathroom, as we are having the interior of the house repainted, and doing some refurbishing. (After 17 years, it NEEDS it!) I had a bad case of teflon brain, good thing my spouse was there, because the saleslady kept looking at me as if I was nuts when I'd ask her a question she had just answered 3 minutes ago, and that was a minor example of my ditzy brained behavior. Good thing I didn't have to make any major decisions by myself. FibroFog in action, again. Having a tough week, seriously considering staying home tomorrow. Between the PMS and the FMS and Fog, I'm not sure how many active brain cells I have at the moment. This too, shall pass... I hope. I'm trying to keep smiling today, will see my talk therapist tonight after 2 reschedules, hoping for a quiet day in my office. It's raining, and that usually keeps the kids in their classrooms. In fog we trust, Beth.