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[gothwalk]

I am possessed of a few mental blocks. Most of them are small and unremarkable - the undead turning rules in 3rd Edition, that kind of thing. But there's one huge one, which is really annoying: putting the bins out on a Wednesday morning so they can be emptied. Normally, we put them out on Tuesday night as we get back from the game, but I was out of routine last night, and didn't do so.

This morning, as I was leaving the bedroom, Nina said "Remember to put the bin out", or words to that effect. I repeated it to myself like a mantra as I checked email, fed the cat, cleared some stuff from my bag, and the other routine of the morning. "Put out the bin, put out the bin, put out the bin... where the hell is my phone?"

And by the time I found the phone (table in the sitting room - I wasn't even in the sitting room last night), all thought of the bins had evaporated, and I blithely walked straight past them, not thinking of them until I actually arrived in Dun Laoghaire. At which point I contacted olethros, but he was already in work, so yet another guilty SMS was sent to inannajones.

I am an idiot.

Comments

[juanfandango.livejournal.com]

Eees remarkable!
They come to my house on a Wednesday morneeng too!
How they manage to drive so fast?!

no you're not... :)

[ex-liberta476.livejournal.com]

drew is _not_ an idot for forgetting the garbage. it's human. it's almost cute. in fact, it _is_ cute. it's a very cute and human and guy-type thing to do. compared to all your good points, this *failing* doesn't matter much at all. {big smile} and before inannajones replies, to this comment of mine... i _do_ like your picture. it's lovely. i do like it.