Why?

...haven't I started doing laundry in preparation for our trip? We leave in two days, and I haven't done laundry, really, since 2 weeks ago. Thank chocolate D did some while we were away last weekend, or we'd all be out of underwear.

...am I sitting upstairs, thinking about how I'm going to go downstairs to the family room to read my new book, when I know that the light bulb in the lamp behind the couch is out and I won't want to turn the overheads on to read, but I'll forget to take a new bulb with me when I go downstairs?

...are all the pay-per-view movies (a luxury, I might add, that we have JUST NOW become familiar with - totally crazy since it's way cheaper and easier than planning a night out at the movies and hiring a sitter) that we want to watch starting at either 7:00 (too early) or 9:30 (no chance we'd stay awake)?

...can't I keep my car clean? Oh wait. I know the answer to that one. The better question is why my children insist on carting loads of crap into the car with them every.time.we.leave.the.house, and then leaving everything in the backseat when we get home?

...am I losing my resolve to keep the boy off the Wii this summer? I mean, he gets exercise, I suppose, and I guess in some sense it's better than him sitting and watching cartoons or whatever...I guess the fact that it's on TV that makes me feel like I should be all anxious and concerned. Perhaps it's just particularly bad this week because it's been rainy, and during the times it hasn't been rainy, the neighbor kid's been on vacation. And gee. We're going on a Wii-less vacation in two short days. Hm. I can talk my way around anything.

We're off to the north woods this weekend. Two whole weeks away. Sand, water, cedar trees, only occasional internet access, and long sunsets over the water. Pinch me now.