While it’s comforting to know I’m not alone, it’s also frustrating that so many of us have to deal with this! When I try to describe what it’s like in my head to people (like, when I get so frustrated I just want to cry because I can’t find the thing I just had in my hand…like your mysterious bun) I tell them it feels like I’m constantly gas-lighting myself.
Did I really have that conversation with my co-worker? I have no recollection of it.
Did I ask my husband what he had for lunch today? I swear I did, but I can’t remember for the life of me what he said.
Where the h*ll did I put my ring?! It’s in the box…shouldn’t be that hard to find…yet it up and vanished like a fart in the wind.
I had to give my husband my passport out of fear of misplacing it…
I am happy to hear you located your bun.