Dementia 101

            It was 83 degrees this morning at 8:30, or so the digital sign on the bank said. I’m heading to the coffee shop I stopped at yesterday, as it’s right around the corner. I want to give Jane some resources for her feminist reading group she’s starting.

            Because it’s less than 2 miles away, and because after I drop by the café I’m planning to go to a nearby park to exercise for an hour & to pump veggie oil before I hit the road, I don’t bother to turn the truck onto veggie oil. The distance is too short.

            I stop at the coffee shop as planned and then head to a huge park where Jane says there is a nice, long wide dirt path around its perimeter.    

On my way to the park, I happen to glance down at my diesel fuel gauge and I’m shocked to notice that I’ve lost a lot of fuel. I look down at my switches on the floor and see that last night I must have failed to turn down the last veggie oil switch so all morning I’ve been dumping diesel into my veggie oil tank….grrrrrr.

Later, I’m driving to McAllen when a Goodwill sign on the side of the road pulls me into its parking lot. I find a great deal on a tent that is so clean it looks like maybe it’s been set up once in someone’s living room, that’s how new it is! I put it together in the parking lot before I buy it to make sure it’s all there and no rips. $7.98 for a new 4 person tent! I just so happen to be taking 4 children camping over anti-tanksgiving weekend so this is purrrrfect.

I go to toss it into the back of my truck when I’m once again shocked to see evidence of fresh veg oil leaking under the rollup door. To my horror I see that I neglected to put the cap back on the tank after I pumped veg oil into it at the park.

OMG – am I suffering early onslaught dementia….I even checked the reserve tank cap twice, making sure I closed it. But obviously, I didn’t check the main tank….GRRRRRR

I was just thinking last night how I have to double check myself.