...you forget that you left your car at work over the weekend.
Mark picked me up from my office on Friday so we could head straight from Southcenter to Wenatchee. Our plan was to pick it up when we got back, but we somehow forgot that detail until I left the house this morning to go to work. I walked out to the street and tried to remember where I parked it, until I realized that I had no recollection of parking at all. Because I never did.
In my defense, I never drive my own car on the weekends, so I usually have no reason to look for it until Monday morning anyway. But for both of us to forget to go pick up the car is kind of sad...
Mark, thanks for the ride to work!