Of all the inane things… I’m getting the dishes into the dishwasher when I realize, I have no clue where Target’s dish is. I thought it was already in the dishwasher w/ the other one - it’s not. I can’t remember the last time I saw it in the kitchen.
I realize that given my current state of mind, this is going to be the straw that broke the camel’s back, and it will haunt me until I locate the damn thing.
Then I finally remember. It’s in my bedroom from when he was hiding under the bed when I stepped on his foot.
Complete mental breakdown averted for now.
