That's not good

This morning I overslept right through my alarm, missed an appointment, and had to rush to work. Then, when counting up some cash for a deposit, I somehow completely failed to notice that I was $200 short, despite knowing that I would be. I am actually somewhat alarmed by this development. Overlooking things and forgetting things is part and parcel of my life; that is the nature of my disability. Usually, however, I'll remember what I forgot, or at least remember that I did forget something. The scary moments are when I miss something, and it's unmistakable that I did so, but as far as I can recall, I did everything right. But I obviously didn't. I think I'm more depressed than I realized.