“I don’t care where we go for lunch…you decide.”
Today I went out to lunch with my two neighborhood girlfriends, J and J. We had been planning this lunch for several weeks and we always wait until the morning of to decide where to go. I don’t know the total number of text messages that went back and forth for this lunch, but certainly a 2 minute conference call could have saved the three of us a lot of time.
Neither one of us wanted to make that decision, not because we aren’t decisive. After all, we spent most of lunch working out the times we would all (husbands too) be getting together over the next few months without consulting our husbands. They also volunteered their husbands to cut the grass at my house!
I can’t speak for all of woman-kind, but I can speak for myself and explain why I do this. I make decisions all day long. I decide when we need to get up in the morning, what kind of clothes are appropriate for the weather, breakfast, lunch, quiet-time, dinner, disciplines, baths, haircuts, I decide the child-appropriate answers to questions all day long, etc…. With D’s deployment, especially, I am making ALL of the decisions. That’s motherhood…tiny decisions all day long. Imagine the weight that those tiny decisions carry cumulatively…. It’s enormous.
So when it comes to deciding where to “lunch” with friends (and 4 children)…………..someone, anyone, please spare me the tiny additional weight of that decision!
Does that make sense?
2 comments:
Oh yeah! That makes perfect sense. Hope you had a great lunch...that you didn't choose :)
Very well put! I've been trying to explain that to my hubby for about 2 years now. He can't seem to understand why I don't just want to continue on like a normal weekday on the weekends when he is home. He gets annoyed by me always asking him what he wants to do each day... but half of the benefit of having him at home with us is so I don't have to do all the thinking by myself!
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