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Decisions, decisions

Sally: I’d like the chef salad, please, with the oil and vinegar on the side. And the apple pie a la mode….But I’d like the pie heated, and I don’t want the ice cream on top. I want it on the side. And I’d like strawberry instead of vanilla if you have it. If not, then no ice cream, just whipped cream, but only if it’s real. If it’s out of a can, then nothing.

Waitress: Not even the pie?

 Sally: No, just the pie. But then not heated.

(When Harry Met Sally, 1989)

We are in the midst of many changes, but somehow are lacking any decision making progress. The reason? Variables. Example: Will we sell our furniture or move it down to our new home? Answer: If the place we are moving into (which we haven’t yet seen) is big enough to fit our big bedroom furniture, then we will move it down there, and maybe even our couch and Sophia’s bed – that is if we can do so economically. If we can’t, then we will try to sell it so that we will have money to buy something once there, but if we can’t sell it, then we will have to store it. You see, simple question = not-so-simple answer, which makes it hard to actually make any decisions.

I feel like I need to break out my notes from 6th grade science class on making a key. My particular key project was on types of herbs. I had about 6 different dried herbs that one could identify by using my key, which started out kind of like this: 1. If the herb is made up of individual pieces 1 mm in length or smaller, see #2; if the pieces are longer than 1 mm, see #3. And so on. It was fun, except for that I had a bad habit of saving everything I did in school, mostly by shoving it underneath my side of the lower bunkbed. My stepmom was cleaning under there a few months after I did this particular school project and was compelled to have a heart-to-heart with me about how drugs will ruin my life. I had to explain to her that the baggies she held were actually full of basil, and thyme, and marjoram, among other spices. We both laughed.

So if I created a key now, it wouldn’t be just one key, there would be hundreds of them to diagram all the different stuff we’ll have to decide on in the next few months.  I would need all the wall space in our house to pin up all the posterboards that displayed the information.  In the end, it would create far more work than just doing as Meg Ryan’s character in When Harry Met Sally and have it all in my head to confuse those around me (especially my husband) .  Wish me luck.

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