Absent minded

Ok...so who has ever walked into the pantry and just started asking yourself:  why did I just come in here?  WHY WHY WHY?  O.k.  That would be me ALL THE TIME!  What is wrong with me? I'm only 30-10. (40 to those who don't get it) I can't be getting old-timers already!  Last week I had an event and I was trying to practice amidst screaming, hair-pulling, name-calling, shoving, hitting, and all the other wonderful Godly behaviors my children exhibit, and I kept forgetting the words to my own songs.  Now you may be thinking: who could think with that racket going on?  Yes, you would be right.  But shouldn't I be able to rise above?  Maybe?  Somehow?  Well, thank goodness I didn't forget during the event but I was stressed up until b/c I thought I might lose it right in the middle of a song.  That has happened to me once.  Yes, I hate to admit it but right at the end of a very emotionally driven song my mind went BLANK.  I lost all sense of what to play and I had to stop and think.  Right in front of all these people. Niiiiiiice. Humiliating?  yep?  Lesson-learned? yep.  Don't skip steps.  I by-passed a chord with my hands and then totally forgot where I was.  Next time I'll just make something up.  Would anyone have noticed?  I mean...it's a new song they'd never heard anyway.  But back to my point.   Why do I keep forgetting things?  I think my children are giving me brain-damage.   That's it.  There ya go.  Case solved! :)