I don't know why decision making is so hard. Maybe its because life gives too many choices, or because I'm imaginative enough to come up with lots more options than other people. Or maybe its just fear of making a wrong choice. But for a trip to PA this weekend there are many things to decide:
When to leave; Thursday eve or Friday morning?
Where to stay?
What day should we go to the ball game?
Should we got to the outlets in Reading, in Lancaster, or both?
Which car to take?
What book should we listen to in the car?
What clothes to pack (the weather is so changeable)?
And many smaller decisions along the way. Food and route and shoes.
Well, I'm sure we will survive and even have a great time, but I do wish it were easier for me to plan ahead.
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So it's your fault that I am so indecisive? Ok, ok, so I am sure not entirely, but some of it has to be genetic, right? Glad you at least are sure about the coming to visit part...
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