My head is spinning, and, unfortunately, it isn’t always in the right direction.  Yesterday Wayne and I flew from Florida to Washington State.  Half away across the continent I leaned over and asked Wayne if he had the keys to the house.  He gave me one of his dubious looks that said of course he did. 

I reminded him it’d been three months since we left Port Orchard, and I wasn’t sure where my house key was.  As it turned out, he thought I meant Florida, and I was talking about our Washington home.   So we landed without a way into our house.  Added to that, we completely forgot we don’t have a car here, either!  It made for an interesting return, but fear not, all is well.  We slept in our own beds, and I rediscovered that I don’t like driving Wayne’s truck.