I was at Starbucks treating myself to a Latte. I managed to order above the chatter of my pack of children, then I made a fatal mistake: I added a newspaper. After getting my credit card back, I gathered the gang and walked out of the store with the paper under my arm.
Only hours later did I remember my poor forgotten latte. I pictured it still sitting on the pick-up tray, steaming and foamy. I can’t say this is the first time it’s happened. Apparently I pushed out my memory along with my first baby, and it’s never returned. Sigh.