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TIFU by forgetting my husband’s birthday steaks

My husband turned 32 this weekend and I (F28) arranged a small family birthday party for him at his parents’ house, as we were visiting them over Easter. As a present from his brother he got two pieces of specially marinated steaks, sourced from a local seller with a secret sauce. He didn’t really get any other presents except for a chocolate bunny from his older sister and a small gift from me. When we were packing our things to travel home this morning, I was tasked to pack refrigerated things into the cooler, preparing for our 6 hour drive home accross the country. I was asked then if I remembered to pack the steaks (I am currently being assessed for adhd and am very forgetful). I confidently said yes, as I remembered putting the blue container with the steaks in the cooler. But in the evening when we got home from our cross country commute, his mother notified us that they had found the steaks in their fridge. My husband has been depressed for the last few years. We had a long talk in the car earlier today about him being depressed and feeling disappointed in many aspects of life. And then this hits. I had forgotten to pack the steaks. I packed a similar container in the cooler, and that became a sort of ”false memory” of having packed the special steaks. As we had just gotten home when we were notified, I needed to tend to our two cats after the long drive and he needed to go fuel the car. So I sat at home bawling my eyes out feeling like the worst person ever when he got home and found me. I sobbed and apologized. He hugged me and said it’s not the end of the world, but I can see how sad he is. My emotions are all over the place but I don’t want to make this about me. How can I help make this right?

TL;DR I forgot my husband’s birthday present steaks on the other side of the country

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