Just yesterday my mother told me to go to the kitchen to get something.

Now, the kitchen is like, six feet walk from the living room.

By the time I got to the kitchen i stood staring at the cupboards. Do you think I could think of what I went in there for?

And so i asked her, and she told me.

Heres the kicker.

I grabbed something totally unrelated and brought it back into the living room. I had forgotten and taken a guess within those short few seconds.

My mother asked me what in gods name I was doing with a can of soup in the living room when she sent me to get baby cookies.