Scatterbrain...

I have become a bit of a dimwit as of late. I used to think I was very sharp, never forgetful, and organized. Somewhere along the road all of that has turned around. Not a day goes by that I don't put my keys in my purse and then turn around twenty minutes later and freak out because "I am positive I lost my keys!" I can walk into another room with a purpose and completely forget what that purpose was by the time I get there. I frequently space out and lock my keys in the car. I often times forget to feed my cats in the morning. The only reason they don't starve is becuase the boy remembers. I can't spell. I can never remember a joke.

Yesterday, my flakiness manifested itself in a rude fashion. I went to the salon/tattoo parlor to get my bangs trimmed by the sweet and lovely girl that cuts my hair. She will do this at no cost (which is great considering how poorly I have budgetted this month). Not only did she give my bangs a fantastic trim but she took the time to show me some things to do to my hair to get me through the growing out process with as little pain as possible. We got to chatting at the counter post-trim. I grabbed some of her business cards to hand out and darted out the door. The problem is....I forgot to tip her. I feel like a shmuck. She spent twenty free of charge minutes with me, the hair styling impaired, showing me cute things to do with the mess on my head and how do I repay her. I DON'T. But before it gets too out of hand and leads to akwardness, I am going downtown this weekend to tip her. Better late than never, right?