If I'm not clearheaded enough to remember whether I put a frozen pizza in the oven or merely imagined doing so, then I am not clearheaded enough to pilot an automobile down the highway safely. I'm staying in. My apologies to the 3LF folks.
I really really really wanted to go buy film and paper today, but around 15:45 finally conceded that doing so would almost certainly result in my not being up to going to rehearsal tonight, so I punted that ... and it turns out I'm not up to rehearsal anyhow. (OTOH, if I'd gone to the camera store first, I'd be thinking that was the reason I didn't get out again tonight.)
I need to pick up a big mirror for the music room, for practicing the double bass (mostly for the bowing). Or maybe I should take the one from the wall of the blue bedroom.
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So, yeah, if you're not cleaheaded enough to remember a pizza, then you probably made the right call.