Deanne was also wooly-brained this morning. She was all dressed up, heading for a job interview in Terre Haute. It turned twelve noon, and she said, "they'll be starting dinner," meaning the Wednesday Bible study. I said to her, "it's Tuesday." And then I hard to argue some to convince her. Her interview is tomorrow, not today.
I don't know which of us is worse these days. I guess we prop each other up.