Decisions

Some weekends require no other decisions than what to eat and what to watch on the television. That can be difficult enough. Do we eat in or out? If we eat out then where? Do we eat out for lunch or dinner? If we eat in do we invite friends? If we invite friends then is that for an informal supper, an afternoon tea or a takeaway? What about combining eating out with an invitation to friends? Then there will be the shopping to coincide with the decisions. Do we shop locally or get into the car? Do we shop online if we can get a favourable delivery slot? Often no decision is made and each meal time is greeted with a query. Television viewing is rather more straightforward. At some point during the day the papers will be glanced through and the comment made that there is nothing to watch on any of the myriad channels and a DVD may be a good idea. By the time meals have been organised there is no energy left to decide on a DVD and the televison invariably drones on in the background whilst we read or knit or fall asleep.
This weekend is different. There is a Wales game to watch, unfortunately at 8am. This involves a number of decisions. Do we watch at home? Do we wander along to the Millenium stadium and watch on a large screen amidst the normal, wonderful atmosphere? Do we sleep in and watch it later? Decisions then about meals will be dictated by the crowds milling around after the game. Will getting a meal in town be easy or just too busy as it would be on a home game day? Who will be around for lunch? What about later in the day? An added influnece this particular weekend will be the need for those running in the half marathon on Sunday to bulk up with carbohydrates on Saturday. Not the day to go for a light meal or a platter of seafood.
Then Sunday. Another early start for the half marathon. Will the runners want a large lunch? Will they want to go out to eat or recover at home? Decisions.
I am eternally grateful that I feel no need to make precise decisions about my weekends. Taking each day as it comes can be seen as a cliche but it is by far the easiest way to approach life. I know what there is to eat tonight and tomorrow is another day. There will be food in the house; shops are nearby; restaurants abound. The day will unfold.
Now what will the weather be like and what to wear?