Where did my brain go?

I swear my brain has left the building. I just woke-up out of a panic forty minutes ago,  realizing that after I got my hair done last night I totally paid with a check to an account I no longer have. Where the hell did these checks even come from? Was I really that much of a mental wreck yesterday to even notice that for one, my maiden name was on the checks, and two that they are for an account I have not had in three years.  I have to be losing my mind. I was lying there since Payton had woken up for a bottle, she is getting her eighth tooth so her sleeping pattern is off again. I was re-playing yesterday and for some reason writing the check and having a carbon copy stuck out. I jumped out of bed to look in my purse and went into a straight panic. I looked to see what time the salon opens and then wrote my stylist a message on facebook praying that she has not already cashed the bad check. Holy crap. I am so that person. Well, now I am  w i d e  awake, Payton is back up, Jim got up and he’s cleaning our heaters since our house is like forty degrees. So much for sleeping in on Saturday. I guess I will be at the salon right at 9:00 am with my face to the window like the old Mervyn’s commercials, saying, “open, open, open”.