Grieving mother's brain

We have no water in the house, no bread. I assumed we had things like cheese and peanut butter on our last shopping trip.

But, I knew we needed vanilla extract for baking. Because it kept popping up in my head.

So I bought the vanilla.

When I got home, I put it in the pantry - next to the four other unopened boxes of vanilla extract that I've bought in the last three months.

So, who else stands in the middle of the store, trying to remember what in the heck you were supposed to go there to buy in the first place. Or who stands in front of an open fridge or cabinet? Wondering what you were supposed to be doing, but never remembering?