At Starbucks, after being on the lookout for 10 minutes, I finally found a table by a power outlet. I asked Allison to move with me, which we did. Then I sat down and looked for my computer power cord in my backpack, but there was no power cord in the backpack. I could have sworn I put one there.
Oh well. So I worked on battery (despite my computer no longer having a battery display who knows why) for 10-15 minutes, after which I turn my head to the right to stretch my neck and BOOM, there was the power cord, on the counter, right next to me. I absolutely did not remember taking it out of my backpack and putting it there.
Early onset dementia?
