Today I had to decide whether to clean house for guests, or shop for wedding stuff. (Guess which one I chose, ha ha.) My husband calls that loading up. Years ago, at the end of the week, half his crew was scrambling, and the other half knocked off for Chinese food. Ahh, the good old days; Lung Fung at 2AM….
Life is full of little choices:
— Down or Poly-fill? Coffee or tea? Choose wisely on the first one, you might not need the second one!
— Early to bed, or early to rise? Housework or yard work? Again, the first helps with the next.
— Homework or Rock Band? College or University? The first choice just might dictate the second!
— Paper or plastic? It depends what we’re talking about!
— Fold the clothes, or leave them in the basket? It depends on your level of pigness.
— Brunette again, or Purplish-red? Go for it! It’s only 8 bucks, for Pete’s sake!
We are a family of 4 (soon to be 5). Each of us has a different decision-making method:
— Yours Truly SLO-MO: Stick it in the queue and let it stew. Move it to the tomorrow file every day until it bubbles to the top.
— Hubby: INSTAMATIC: Do the first thing that crosses your mind. I hit a pothole; new struts all around.
— Daughter A: HELP! Google, Yahoo, IMDB, YouTube, Plugged In, Wiki. Are you sure? Did anybody look it up?
— Daughter 2: HIMMANAHOO? ………………. Somebody ELSE decide!!!
— Daughter A’s Fiance: YESTERDAY. Done. I bought a motorcycle. Wanna see it?
Remember that scene from “You’ve Got Mail”? Joe Fox: The whole purpose of places like Starbucks is for people with no decision-making ability whatsoever to make six decisions just to buy one cup of coffee. Short, tall, light, dark, caf, decaf, low-fat, non-fat, etc. So people who don’t know what the hell they’re doing or who on earth they are can, for only $2.95, get not just a cup of coffee but an absolutely defining sense of self: Tall. Decaf. Cappuccino.
Okay, that’s it for today’s blog. I’d write more, but I’ve made a decision to clean the bathroom.