If I only had a brain

I've been told that I should blame this on the triathlon. Monday I vacuumed the entire house, put the vacuum away, only to realize that I didn't vacuum the kitchen upstairs. Not a big deal, I'll just sweep it. Yesterday it got worse. I was just going to mow the front lawn (you know how I'm all about appearances). When I got out of the shower and Dylan woke up from his nap, I looked out the window. I only mowed 1/2 of the front lawn. Also, I'm neurotic about my nightly routine, and I forgot to brush my teeth last night. Unheard of. I think I'm losing it. Gladly, when I ran errands today, I didn't bring home the groceries and leave Dylan at the store. And for anyone starting to smirk, I'm NOT pregnant. Just crazy.