I seem to be making my way through this week with all the enthusiasm and mindfulness of an automaton.

Yesterday, needing to total up some figures at work, I reached not for the calculator, but for the digital postal scale, then sat there, stymied, wondering what happened to all the buttons.

This morning, since I was sporting very good 'second day hair', I decided to have a bath rather than a shower. Unfortunately, rather than add my bath gel to the filling tub, I poured in a goodly quantity of shampoo before I realized what I was doing.

And just as if to emphasize the pattern, this is the second time I'm typing this entry, as I lost the previous one.

Please, if you find my brain, send it home, won't you?