The ending of the stairs
The money in my pocket. Mistake it for all mine ...then I remember I'm carrying around ten percent sales tax money also.
For the last week my mind keeps making me think this black boot in the hall is a tiny cat, I keep doing a double take at it everytime it's dim in here and I pass by it.
I mistake chocolate for health food.
Magnifying ob<x>ject instead of my glasses! I'd been looking for it then later on someone tells me it's on my ears!