I can't remember what I was doing.

I was in the middle of something and suddenly I forgot what it was.  I spent several minutes turning around in circles in my apartment trying to remember what it was.  I still can't remember what  i was in the middle of doing--I decided to stop trying so that I'd not try to rip my own head off in frustration.

First day back at work, and I'm a good sort of tired.  The only problem that I really had was the fact that they were in the middle of replacing switches, outlets, and painting.  So between the adhesives and paint, I'm actually still a little high.

And now I remember what I was trying to tell my boss earlier today and zapped on: the missing light switch in the third floor chute room.

But I still can't remember why I was standing in the middle of my apartment spinning around.

…and I think I'm going to take the evening off.  I obviously can't think well enough to carry on a conversation.