You know that nagging feeling like you’re forgetting something?
I hate that feeling, mostly because it is an exercise in frustration and it has never led me astray. If I get the feeling, I’ve definitely forgotten something.
However, unless I remember immediately, it usually doesn’t come to me and I spend the day with that feeling until it eventually fades away.
Today was an exception. I was getting ready for work this morning and going through my “leave the house” mental checklist.
I got that feeling.
I stopped, went through the list again and came up empty. I assured myself that it was because of lunch. Last Thursday I went out to lunch with coworkers so I didn’t eat the lunch I brought. I don’t eat on Fridays, so my lunch sat there all weekend. I knew that and didn’t pack a lunch this morning.
Leaving without a lunch feels odd and I tried to convince myself that was why I had the feeling. As the sensation wouldn’t go away, I’m guessing I was unable to convince myself.
All day long.
What did I forget?
Then, about 5:30 pm, leaving work for the day, headed to the second job, I had an epiphany. Windows rolled down, arm on the windowsill, fresh air blowing through the car…
I forgot to put on deodorant.
Gross. But at least the nagging sensation is gone.