I'd Forget My Head If It Wasn't Screwed On

Honestly, sometimes I feel that I would forget my head if it wasn't screwed on. That's a term we use in English to describe people who would forget the most obvious things if they weren't already done for them. The only way you could forget something is if it was somehow removed from your being.

I'm a creature of habit. A place for everything and everything in its place. That's one of my mottoes. Keys, mobile phone and wallet are always kept in the one place. I don't have to go looking for anything and can even find things in the dark around my house because I know where they are.

Take yesterday for instance. I went to grab my necessaries before leaving for work and noticed that my wallet wasn't with my mobile and keys. "Ah," I thought, "I've left it on the table overnight. I'll get it on the way out the door." I then proceeded to walk through the house without the lights on and promptly forgot to collect my wallet. It was only when I reached the bus stop that I came to the realisation that I had no wallet. No wallet meant no bus ticket. No wallet meant no key to enter the building where I work. And I'd only reached the bus stop with a few minutes to spare before the last bus arrived so that I could get to work on time. Oh well, back home I trudged, collected my wallet and went back to the bus stop. At least my stupidity allowed me to exercise for an extra 20 minutes. I worked back to make up for the lost time but, honestly, if I even loosen the bolts in my head, just a little, I forget it altogether.