I know what mine is. It's the eighty million things that I have to do and remember so that the trip is not a flop. We are headed out of state tomorrow and my lists have lists of their own. I went to bed last night thinking of what new things I should put on my lists in the morning. It is a serious case of the overwhelmsies that I have going on this morning. I know in my head that it will all turn out just fine. But, I also know that we will have to stop off to pick up mustard (or some other small thing because I tried to remind myself to pack it, but didn't write it down).