I did a good one this week. Made a mistake that I've never done, or even heard of anyone doing:
This past weekend (and the week prior) was spent prepping for my wife's family reunion, where we decided to do a huge chicken roast. Turns out that I'm the only guy in the family that's capable (well, willing is closer to the correct word) of doing any type of physical labor. The reunion always ends with a huge party on Saturday night where everyone (definitely myself) over-does the consumption of alcohol.
On Sunday, I was just flat-out exhausted. We were home by noon and in bed/asleep by 2. Woke up around 6 just long enough for dinner, then back to sleep.
Monday morning, I started back at WS Thomas. I normally pack my clothes up the night before I leave, but was too tired. So, early Monday morning I packed it. Well, most of it.
I flat out FORGOT to pack ANY socks and underwear, damnit!!!