I need to finish an editing job today, but I went through it pretty thoroughly yesterday, before the sleep study.
I want to go to the grocery store. We ran out of wheat bread last Friday, when I threw away a couple of moldy pieces from the last loaf. Then we were out of town for three days. I've been to the grocery store since we got back, but didn't remember bread. I remember fruit, because I'm usually the one who gets that, but I'm not usually the one who gets bread. I get my own food, and sometimes things to share with Mom and Dad, and a few times a week bring home something for dinner. Mom usually gets meat, milk and bread. I have cream with my cereal if I have cereal. I think it pretty much evens out, since I eat my own food for brunch and my midnight snack, and get dinner for us three or four times a week.
Slightly later: I went to the grocery store and picked up bread, and Activia (yogurt-like stuff) for Dad, and did my own shopping.
Later than that: I finished up the editing job, after re-reading the two previous stories.
Several hours later: I did the first read-through on a new editing job. I'd feel good about sending it in, but I'll read through it another couple of times.
