I just had one of those old person moments where I found myself in a room questioning why I was there.
The really alarming part is that it was my closet and when I finally remembered, I was there to pee.
Don't worry, I didn't.
Anyone that follows me on Twitter knows that I also wore my shirt inside out today, and it was the type with the tag on the side instead of the back. I realized it when I put my hands on my hips while talking to a mom friend, then I had to leave my hands on my hips but she probably already saw it and I probably looked like a weirdo with my hands on my hips.
I'm worried that I'm going to be a really crazy old person. I hope I'm crazy enough to not even realize it.