I think everyone has done something similar. I was helping to harvest, (on December 15, in central Texas), the last of her peppers and tomatoes, because there's the likelihood of a hard freeze.

We also moved the herbs and fragile decorative plants that she keeps, but when all was done we couldn't find the shears to trim some wildnesses so they'd fit in the warmth.

Why do we misfile, or misfire, in this way?

And is this one of the roots of humour? Not quite a pratfall, but something closer to the part of us that laughs.

Some musings over a sip or two, or three, of a reposada Herradura....

Edit: Oh, god, I've typo'd in the subject line. I'm doomed.

I have heard that referred to as "having a senior moment."

Actually though, it happens to everybody.

Of course it does. My son does it, too. I refuse to be a senior, so I don't do it, thank you so much.

I just wonder about the complexities of the mind. All of that sort of chaos makes such sense, somehow, but Lord help me if I will study psychology at my age!

As for me, such happens if my mind is deep in thought. There are the dumb and boring things in life, like cooking and cleaning, etc. The mind drifts...the chore now on autopilot....Before you know it, you did a weird thing! Physics does it for sure. The mind gets so absorbed one forgets where they are at any given moment. Physics and driving does not mix. Thank the Force I do not drive right now.

I saw the thread title, and immediately thought it was posted by coberst.

Glad to hear I'm not alone. A few weeks ago whilst attempting to make myself coffee I poured hot water into the coffee jar instead of the cup.

I once went to make myself a glass of iced tea. I got out the glass, the tea, and the bag of ice in the freezer. I put some ice in the glass, then put the glass in the freezer and poured the tea into the bag of ice.
Needless to say, there was a bit of a mess.

My ex once brought me coffee in bed, except instead of normal two teaspoons of sugar, I got salt! I woke up right quickly, you might expect.

Only yesterday I almost put an empty carton of juice on the side and threw a freshly poured glass of juice in the bin!

(I got as far as opening the bin and then paused - took a good 5 sec to realise what wasn't quite right!!!)

Similar to these occurrences described thus far, but not in the same exact vein, about 20 minutes ago I saw a cat leap to the floor from one of my co worker's chairs. If course, it was a reflection of the light on my glasses, but I thought it was curious that I immediately (the whole illusion lasted less than a second, and before it was over I had managed to realize the truth of it) identified it as a cat, and not as the reflection of the overhead lights on my glasses.
Of course, my decision to share this experience has a little bit to do with the fact that I'm re-reading "The Demon-Haunted World" by Carl Sagan, and that I'm currently on the part describing hallucinations throughout the ages...
I wish more people would read this book. I really do.

The brain is good at 'recognising' things and giving the most 'appropriate' interpretation of things we see without having all the information, or interpreting the information literally.

It's for the smae rosaen taht we can raed a sncenete eevn if the ltertes are all mxied up, so lnog as the frsit and lsat lretets are trehe!!!

Strange, huh?