Right now I'm smelling skunk. Maybe I should go out and check on the feral cats' food bowls. They've already been raided by a raccoon tonight. I don't want them losing still more food to a skunk. I'd better do that before I sit down in front of the television, too, or I'll fall asleep and forget to do it altogether.
There was something else I was going to write about, but my pre-Alzehimer's condition won't let me remember it. Ah, well. Tomorrow I'll have forgotten that I forgot anything, and maybe I'll remember it then and think it's new.
