As I awoke this morning, watering the lawn seemed like a big deal, but the sprinkler is out, as my chatty brain tries to second guess the little things: forgetting the measuring cup, taping the holes in the hose, what kind of hose to buy next, what kind of sprinkler to buy, if the neighbour is annoyed at my missing spots, will I get all the area covered, what about the back garden, what about all the other chores, nag, nag, nag