Books and Porridge Brain.

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Depression does have a bit of humour to it too, depending on how you look at it.  Sometimes I just don’t seem to be able to think straight.  My mind takes a few detours until get gets to a proper conclusion.  It is something similar to the porridge brain some women get when they are preg – that I remember having all too well too.
Here’s an example.  Every term the school sends the parents a list of stationary we should be getting for our child.  My list came as usual with the following items:
 HB pencils x 2
White board marker
Eraser
and a few other items
Book for parents evening.
I kept looking at this list wondering why I need a book for parents evening.  I haven’t needed one before and why weren’t they handing us typed out sheets as usual.  At the stationary shop I got all the things my daughter needed and then stood there staring at note books…
I then decided that I’m not taking a note book with because I have never needed one before…It was only later that I glanced again at the stationary list to make sure I have everything that all the marbles fell into place – I was to BOOK my time to see the teacher for parents evening.  Total porridge brain that’s for sure, but now that I think back, it is a bit funny 🙂 My brain is still feeling a little porridgy at the moment, but it does seem to be cooking a little better than a week back 🙂 So there you have it, depression being funny.
*hugs*

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51 thoughts on “Books and Porridge Brain.

  1. Good lord when I was a scholar, yes not a learner, we never had that junk, when our children were scholars, nor learners, we also did not have that junk. What has gone wrong with the country.

  2. Brilliant! I also wondered why you needed a book for parents evening until you explained it. I would probably have turned up with a notepad and no appointments.
    Which is probably for the best as I have no kids 🙂

  3. if they had been true teachers, it would have said, “Book time for parents meeting!” so don’t feel bad, they were not using correct english! lol and ps…I call it spaghetti brained, cause you’re done when it sticks to the wall!!

  4. I like the word porridgy brain, I got that all the time…. with your book for parents evening, I would have understood it like you. My porridgy moment was yesterday morning, when I couldn’t remember where I parked my car. As our streets are quite full in the later evening, I park in side streets and a parallel street from where I live. So this morning I went to the side street, no car, then I went to the other street, no car again. I was already thinking who do I phone first for my car being stolen….. on my way back to my house I found my car parked in front of the neighbours house. Happy , but definitely a porridgy moment! 🙂

  5. I think I’d a book and hand to the teacher and say; “Per your request…” and see if they can figure out why you brought one… But that’s me, and I haven’t been right since the day I opened that cabinet and got hit in the head with a large container of Quaker Oats… 😉

  6. Lmfao..thing Michelle until you hit the punchline I actually was sat here thinking “book ? Wonder why schools ask you to get a book these days” !! Lol great post xxxxxx

  7. LOL! Yeah, know the feeling hon and then I know if we can laugh at ourselves at a time like this, we will get through this too. Have a great day sweetie. 🙂 *big hugs*

  8. That’s really funny, but I have to admit that I thought the same as you. I did have porridge for breakfast though. 😀 Maybe they should have said, “Don’t forget to book.” 😕

  9. I thought exactly the same as El Guapo. And considering how boring waiting for teachers always was I actually did take a book one year and read while standing in line to see Emily’s math teacher!

  10. Ah, you’ve cleared up something that’s puzzled me for years: at the end of every episode of Hawaii 5-0, McGarrett would always tell his assistant, “Book ‘im, Danno!”– and I always wondered why Danno didn’t give the bad guy something to read. Now I see: he meant, formally charge him with a crime, Danno. Well, that makes a lot more sense… : )

    Thanks for sharing that funny story, and you’re not a porridge brain, dig?? : )

  11. Oh I can SO sympathise with you, Hope! Since my ‘accident’ I have written things down to remember and then, sometimes days later, I look at what I’ve written and don’t remember writing it at all, but I know it’s my writing. So far I’ve hidden it and I think it is getting better, maybe…

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