Today I thought I was having an ok/good enough day until I got home from visiting hairdresser, walking dog, talking to people out walking their dogs etc etc. Got home and out of car, and next door neighbour came to chat and burst out laughing, saying, Angela, do you realise you've got your top on inside out?? It wasn't hugely obvious, except for the seams being on the outside, the label being on the outside etc but I simply hadn't looked at myself when I went out. This is sooooo out of character to not look properly put together, so either grief is weirder than I thought or Alzheimers has decided to put in an appearance!!!! Although I'm making a bit of a joke of it, it did worry me too as it shows the level of not being there-ness that I am living with on a day to day basis. I would really appreciate hearing from you on this if you have any similar stories. Keep babystepping along x