Even I Don't Understand Why...

In the (hopefully) distant future, I will someday review my life with the Lord. One aspect of my life will raise the question, "Why - why did you do this?" To be honest, I don't think I'll have a good answer. The conversation might go something like this:

The Lord: Andrew, do you remember Willy, your cat?

Me: Yes Lord, I do.

The Lord: Do you remember when you used to clean his litter box?

Me: Yes Lord.

The Lord: Why did you monogram the litter with the letter "W" using the scooper after each cleaning?

Me: No idea.