Why is it... something so simple can take me the longest fricken time to figure out the solution? the cat somehow managed to make my Facebook page so small I couldn't even read it... and it took me over an hour to work out how to get it to go back to normal. But at least I didn't let it beat me.
Why is it... when I'm busy both animals and my adult child vies for my attention so I have to stop what I'm meant to be doing and focus solely on them?
Why is it... I always put something in a safe place and then can never remember where that safe place is?
Why is it... I go to the shops to buy one thing and come home with a whole carload full of stuff?
Why is it... the more I spring clean the messier my house seems to get? I think I should just do one room at a time. It might be safer that way.