Just a little note, but I'm on medication that absolutely fucks my memory, plus I'm hormonal which always makes me forgetful too. It's a double whammy which is making me an absolute tit right now.
So last night the Easter bunny visited. He delivered the eggs for me and my husband to hide. All fine, all normal. Kids had a lovely hunt round the house, lovely roast dinner. Perfect day so far, apart from the obvious of not seeing family.
Except, as I was preparing the roast dd decided to look in the understairs cupboard, hoping to find an egg. I suddenly hear her yelling
"OH MY GOODNESS, GUYS COME HERE I FOUND THE MOTHERLOAD"
Dh and I look at each other thinking wtf has she found. She's found two bags for life with what basically amounts to doubles of their easter eggs. Turns out I bought everything for Easter as soon as it was on the shelves. Put them all away. Forgot about them and just bought them all again a few days ago. 
If I'd of looked under the stairs earlier I could have had a lovely donation for the food bank! So annoyed with myself, what a waste of money too! I'll donate the extras somewhere, but dh is never going to let me live this down. Please tell me I'm not the only person to do something like this?