You lost your son on your shoulders, that is classic!!!
I know I've done some stupid things.
During my husband's bone marrow transplant I was very depressed. I treated myself and bought one of those stove-top cappuccino makers. I am known for hating to read instructions on stuff. I attempted to make myself some cappuccino. I thought I had read the instructions.... Apparently, there is a pressure valve in there that is supposed to be in the "locked" position. I thought I had done what I was supposed to do. All of a sudden the coffee started brewing and I heard a loud hissing sound; the cappuccino sprayed like a geyser all over my 12 foot ceiling and kitchen cabinets. I still have a stain on my ceiling from this. I guess I should be happy I wasn't near the thing when it exploded. All I could do was cry, because I was so upset to begin with and then I had to spend over an hour on a ladder cleaning stains from a ceiling I could barely reach, while already being completely exhausted.....
My worst thing is that I am a bit disorganized. If my keys are on the table, I cannot find them even if I'm standing right there. After my husband died, I once put down a cup of coffee in my kitchen and could not find it for about 15 minutes. My husband used to say "you look with your ass" because I could never find anything.
He was always the one who would help me find my stuff. We'd be going out and I'd ask where my keys, wallet, cellphone, sunglasses were. He would know exaclty where everything was. Now that he's gone I have issues! I've had to use my house phone to call my cellphone to see where it is before going out.
Now that I have a dog, I constantly search for his collars and leashes. Poor guy is waiting to go out and I'm still looking. I even hung a big hook by the front door so I could hang these items. But are they always there? NO! So, now I ask MY DOG where his collar and leash is; he just stands there and looks at me like I'm an idiot!!!
I guess my stupidity has gotten worse since my husband is gone.