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I had already planned to do that, so I took the books and went out to the car. So far so good. I opened the back door, then saw something I needed to take care of. With one hand, I moved things where they belonged and went back into the library. No problem. Mission accomplished! (Do you see where this is going?)
I got about halfway back to where Karen was set up and I looked in my hand. I just shook my head and thought, “why did I bring those in here?” I still had the bag of books in my hand, and I didn’t even know it! (And they were heavy too.) Good people, I do this all the time! I know I’m not alone in this, and that gives this senior a good deal of comfort.