Thank you. Yes, it's these racing thoughts, sometimes positive, sometimes negative, between thoughts of what I am/need to be doing. I walk into rooms, and I know I will have had a purpose to going to my daughter's bedroom, but once I'm there, I'll have no idea why. I can't remember what exactly I was during, but a couple days ago I had to take a couple things with me to do something, and I had gotten out the kitchen scissors and brought them along when whatever it was I was doing didn't need scissors at all. I'm opening the wrong cabinets in the kitchen to get things, and my kitchen cabinets have been organized this way for 5 or 6 years now. I reach for light switches where none are (and I have lived in this house 14 years). It feels like things like this happen more & more each day. It is awful and a bit scary too.