Sebbylite

…because I am definitely retarded.

Today as I was getting ready for practice, I decided to make myself a PB&J sandwich as a snack to tide me over until dinner.

So I got out the bread and jelly from the fridge and put them on the counter, took out two pieces of bread of bread for the sandwich, re-tied the bread bag and then put it back in the fridge. As I was sitting there with the fridge door open staring at the shelf where the jelly usually sits, I couldn’t believe that I was out of jelly. I didn’t remember using the last of it the last time I made a PB&J, and normally I would have put it right onto my shopping list and gotten more. I searched through the whole fridge - the shelves, the drawers, the hidden pockets in the door, etc, but I couldn’t find it.

Finally I gave up and decided to make a PB&Honey instead. When I closed the fridge door and looked on the counter, there was the jelly staring right back at me.

The worst part, even after I saw it sitting there, I didn’t really have a recollection of taking it out in the first place. Maybe drinking really is bad for me…