Getting a massage tonight from my mom I was lamenting my current aches and pains. I got to the issue of concentration and fatigue (I'm detoxing meds at the moment so everything is a little off--so to speak) to put it simply I remarked:
'I don't know, my heads just not on straight, at the moment.'
'Do you have time to go see the chiropractor?' She replied. I don't know if it's a good thing that my own mother really believes my head's not attached to my body correctly?
Later, trying to prove my point of frazzled mental abilities I pointed out that I'd just tried to put the scissors away--in the fridge! 'Don't you know? Scissors go in the freezer?' My dad replied, without looking up. Sigh--he gets me.
That's the great thing about family, you always have someone to blame when you go a little nuts.