Momnesia

So, you know when you're running around the house doing 100 things at once, never anything to completion? And you sit down at the end of the day with those 100 things in different stages of doneness, always a nagging feeling you're forgetting something? Or when you're talking to someone on the phone and completely forget every hint of what you were going to say because something child/household related totally washed all other thoughts from your mind? Or when that certain word or name just will not come to you? Or when you walk into a room and have to turn around and re-enter because you can't for the life of you remember what the all-important mission had been?

I call this peculiar malady "momnesia".

This is what happens when momnesia strikes while raising bread in the oven for supper. For 9 hours.

It would have been forgotten until tomorrow (or until the next baked meal, whenever that phenomenon occurred) if Eli hadnt noticed the loaves missing from the freezer and inquired as to their whereabouts. Oy!