I had one job:
Bring the bag.
I was asked twice.
Of course, I said.
No problem, I said.
I thought a lot about the bag.
I determined a suitable size and shape.
I planned its contents.
I discussed possibilities.
I made lists.
Piece of cake.
I was reminded once more, which was a little annoying.
Even so, I wrote it on my hand.
I laid everything on the bedroom floor, then arranged it neatly in the bag.
I added a few items.
I put the bag in a prominent place.
I put a note on my bedside table, and set a reminder on my phone.
I passed the bag six or seven times this morning…