My poor husband. He’s in the family room on his laptop and has the television on. I’ll wander in there and sit down on the couch. I figure he’s not really paying attention to what he’s watching (ie: he’s watching basketball and I know he’s not a big basketball fan) so I ask if I can have the tv switcher so I can watch something different.

I’ll then remember something that needed to get done, like the dishes, and I’ll go do that. After the chore of the moment is finished I completely forget about the television and usually end up on the computer, or I’ll go read a book, or take a nap.

And there’s Husband, still in the family room, still watching whatever I forgot I was watching.

Right now he’s stuck watching Unbeatable Banzuke and the clicker is on the other side of the room. I should probably go back in there.