The Incorrigible Night Owl

1) Why is it that when we have all afternoon for Eliza to nap, she falls straight to sleep, but when I need her to be up by a certain time because we have to go somewhere she spends twenty minutes yakking and playing around, thereby ensuring that she will not be awake by the time we need to leave and I will have to wake her up to go?
2) Why is it that when we wake up on time in the mornings we almost never walk out the door when we are supposed to, but if we wake up half an hour late we somehow get out the door a few minutes early? It’s not like I don’t tell the kids to hurry even on the days we got up on time.
3) Why is it that 90% of the things we (my immediate family) do are twice as difficult and/or complicated as it is for everyone else? The satellite guy is here to install Directv (which we’ve had for years, at every house we’ve lived in). He already came and left without doing anything once, because he didn’t know how to get a second co-ax outlet where he needed one. Then I figured out a solution to that problem and he came back this morning. He’s been here for the better part of 2.5 hours and seems to have made very little progress, and now I hear him on the phone with someone. I get the sneaking suspicion he’s going to come tell me there’s some OTHER problem that makes the installation impossible. For crying out loud, all I want is my satellite back! WIth TiVo….is that too much to ask?
(P.S.: Hi! I’m back from the dead….or the comatose-after-moving, anyway. We’re off to Dallas this weekend for fall break but I’ll have my computer with me so perhaps I can work on sweeping the cobwebs out of this place.)