I have episodes like this too, but then I’m 76 and can’t expect it be sharp as a pin, but it does worry me. About eighteen months ago I came into the house and couldn’t remember the code to unset the burglar alarm. I did it every day, sometimes more than once, without even thinking about it, but this time? Blank! Of course before DH could get in the house to help me it went off, and I stood there in tears. It’s never happened since. Very odd.
Is it rude to not finish a book club choice that was selected by someone else?



