At the back of my mind

For as long as I can remember, I knew I'd forgotten something.

You know how it is. You get up, you go through the motions of morning,
you're fed, you're dressed, you're ready to go, but something,
somewhere in the back of your mind says "Hey! What about ..." but
that's all that ever gets through.

You check everything.

The iron's off.
The taps aren't dripping.
The dog's out and the cat's in.
No bills are due today.
All the windows are shut.
The doors are locked.

What the hell is it?

You check your briefcase. Everything you need for work is in there. You
check your wallet - yep - it's all OK. Mum!! Was I supposed to ring
her? Knowing you don't really have the time, you pick up the phone. No,
it wasn't her but what an unexpected suprise to hear from you, and have
you heard from your brothers and what about ......

OK, one last run through the house. You're really late now but what
started as a niggle has grown to an outright mental itch. Nope. Nope.
Nope. Nope. Everything looks OK.

Stuff it, You've REALLY got to go now. Oh well, it'll come back to
you.

Tomorrow.