I have TB

Now that I have your attention, let me explain what I mean by "TB."  My MIL jokes on many evenings that she has TB--Tired Butt.  Today, I have TB--Tired Brain.  My brain is literally tired.  My head feels like there's something wrapped around it so tightly just to keep all the thoughts from spilling out, yet I cannot tell you what is on my mind.  I'm not being stubborn...it's all a buzz of "noise" that I can't quite sort out.

I'm compiling a list of questions for our follow-up next week with the RE.  So far, I can't manage to keep up with the stinking list.  I believe there were 3 questions on it, but for the life of me I don't know what they were.  And I remember them in the strangest of places--today, for instance, one of them just popped in my head in the middle of a comment I was making to my social studies class.  Just snuck right in there and I wasn't even thinking about it.  I jotted it down on something.  Hopefully it wasn't somebody's homework...but ya couldn't prove it by me because I can't find it now.  I don't know what's the matter with me.  I'm usually uber organized.  Even when there's clutter I can normally produce anything that is asked for. 

While I'm at it, I'm missing a lanyard that holds 2 flash drives.  Has anybody seen it?  Yeah, I didn't figure you had.  Hope you're having a wonderful day.

Hugs and love,