In the past 4 days I have:
(1) thrown my car key into a public garbage can while I had a 14-month-old kiddie in my car
(2) spilled an entire chai latte on my lap and broken a mug (in public)
(3) tried to open my front door with a tube of lip gloss rather than my house key
I've always been afraid of turning into my mother, but apparently I've turned into my grandmother. If I spontaneously begin reciting "Hail Mary" in Polish while doing the dishes I'm going to be worried.
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