The forgetful self

I am not sure what its going to take. Each time I arrive at a foodstore in the car I leave all of the (supposedly) cloth eco friendly bags in the car boot. The brain disengages and sense doesn't kick in. I wonder if its because I am struggling to mentally list" pickles and shoe polish and milk and cat box grit"? Driving there I am in a fug, playing the game where as a child someone would put things on a tray and take something away, leaving you to guess whats missing. Its painful. As I wander the aisles I get upset by realising the things taken from the tray were batteries for the camera and garden sacks for sweeping up the petals-I couldn't play the game well then and I cant now.Perhaps I need a dictaphone to bark into, kept on a glasses chain around my neck. I think not but you are getting my drift.