Yes, today was a memorable day. But, it is not memorable in a good way. Even though I am filled full of medicine, my temperature is higher, and I feel worse by the hour. So, I am not surprised things are falling apart.
Last night as I was in bed, I knocked my glasses off to the floor. I felt to ill to move to retrieve them. So, when I awake, I stepped right on them. Even though they looked awful, I managed to straighten them a bit and put them on. I drove 30 miles to wash my hair at the church. When I left there, I noticed one lens was gone, went back to look for it and drove home.
I put the glasses on the dash and eventually, they skittered across the dash when I made a turn. They fell off the dash on the passenger side of the car. When I came home, I was too exhausted to even carry my purse inside.
After a three-hour nap, I went to bring my purse in and find the glasses. When I opened the door, things started falling out. I never could find my glasses on the seat or the floor...until I stepped backwards and closed the door. There were my glasses, stepped on multiple times in my search.
Maggie May left an egg.
My dream was pleasant.
I remembered to lock the hens in their pen.
Now, I am going back to bed and to the doctor tomorrow.