Why is it that....

Why is it when I need to have something done in very little time that is when there seems to be very little time to get it done?
Why is it that once I think I might have a minute to myself that's when my child decides it's time to come down and talk to Mom?
Why is it that right after you have a feeling of great accomplishment that is the same moment when you see everything that still needs to be done?
Why is it that when you really need to go to sleep it never seems to come?
Why is it that right after you say you would never do something you end up doing it?
Why is it that right about the time you come up with the greatest idea you've ever had someone has just filed the patent for it?
Why is it that when you need the quiet in order to concentrate your neighbors decide it's time to have a party?
Why is it that no matter how good you think you look your child will always find a way to humble you?
Why is it that the jar you have to open seems to have been superglued?
Why is it that you can have a whole house full of pens but none of them are within your reach?
Why is it that I don't feel any older but the kids are sure looking a lot younger?
Why is it that no matter how much I clean my house it still remains to be dirty?
Why is it that people stop before making a right hand turn?
Why is it that I care?