God, I could almost be reading about myself.

I write things down that I need to remember but then forget where I put the paper.


Last night I stuck a note to the front door to remind myself to take my sandwiches to work this morning and I still managed to forget them

Worst bit is, I got to work and realised I'd forgotten them so went out to the sandwich van that comes in, spent ages picking out this lush sounding red thai chicken roll, steak mcoys, a yorkie bar and bottle of cherry coke, then realised I'd forgotten my wallet