Forgetting

Today has been one of those annoyingly awful days. I discovered once again I have forgotten to order the oil and we have run out. This means no hot water and no cooking facility until the nice people at the fuel place bring more oil.
You would think after 8 years I would remember. I would love to say it has to do with a sudden increase in usage, but we converted the Aga to oil six years ago and I still can't get it right all the time. Some of it I am sure is that I let it really run down last time and thus forgot I would have top up earlier.
I always feel so stupid when this happens. I long for the days many years ago when we lived in area serviced by British Gas and I didn't have to think about oil or tanks. But that sort of thing is impossible here. Gas never quite got to this village. It will never get here. And thus I make mistakes and feel dreadful about it.
Luckily, we do have an immersion heater and so we can have hot water for washing.