DECISIONS - DECISIONS

From the time we wake up until the time we fall asleep....every move we make is based on a conscious decision. With the exception of involuntary movement, like eye blinking and the occasional nervous facial tic, it's all about choice. These choices don't, necessarily, take a whole lot of thought. When you wake up with a full bladder, for instance, the decision to turn over and go back to sleep may not be the wisest. Rolling over onto a cold, wet spot is certainly not the ideal way to start the day, but, it's a decision, nonetheless. We choose to brush our teeth because we have decided that we may want to be able to have a face-to-face conversation sometime during the day. We make the decision to eat breakfast, lunch and/or dinner at various times throughout the day. We go to work or school or food shopping, not because we are required to, but because we have made the decision to do so. It is our own free will that takes us to school – so that we can be educated and get a job. We choose to go to work – so we can make the necessary funds to sustain ourselves with shelter and food. We go to the food store because we have to eat to have the strength to go to work to justify the education we decided to pursue. I made the decision to go to the food store this morning because I was in the mood to satisfy my need to sustain with a roast beef sandwich. When I got to the deli department, I chose a nice, lean Boar's Head roast beef, sliced paper thin. When I got home, my wife informed me that she would have preferred a port wine roast beef and that what I had brought home tasted like it had just been shaved from the cow. It did.....it was delicious. I had not, in my mind made a bad decision. The worst decision of the day award had to go to the guy who was standing near me in the deli section. He had ordered a pound of cheese and saw that it was $20. He immediately started complaining asking what the hell he had just bought. Was it gold cheese? He walked away and went directly to customer service to complain. The woman from customer service came to the deli counter to investigate, only to find a French Gruyere in the deli case, clearly marked - $19.99 a pound. At that point he walked out, complaining, with his holy grail of cheese, knowing, I suppose, that if someone at home finds it scrumptious and is happy because of it, he hadn't made a bad decision. THAT'S HOW I FEEL........WHAT CAN I TELL YA'