people always ask why i have to write on my hands to remember. this is why:
for two days now, the toilet paper has been out in my bathroom. i have purchased a new supply, but it is in the pantry closet in my kitchen.
over and over again like a broken record, i have used the facilities only to sigh an exasperated sigh and shake my head.
however, somewhere between the bathroom and my computer, i completely forget about the need to replenish my bathroom stock. and so it goes...another exasperated sigh.
today, after another frustrating return, i promptly wrote "toilet paper" on my hand. it worked. i eventually looked down, saw my note, went to the pantry, and put four new rolls in the holder.
now for those who are still obsessing over my many trips to the bathroom and how i solved the problem, dove face cleansing wipes provided an acceptable substitute.
