Making tough decisions

I think every one of us is often faced with difficult decisions. We have to make them all time. Some are easier than others and some of us have to make them more often than not. They come in all forms and all degrees of difficulty. I suppose its all different for each of us. I was faced with a tough situation today. One I have not had to deal with in a very long time. Allow me to explain.

It's Thursday. I pick Aiden up every Thursday morning and I usually get outta bed and just kinda go. About 10 o'clock rolls around I am still in bed, I decide it's time to call Christa to make sure she is home and let her know I am on my way. This is where I get the news that it is snowing out. Remember I am still in bed and I haven't even looked out the window yet. I hate the snow. So I tell Christa I will call if its too nasty to drive all the way down there. No, this was not the difficult decision.

The thermometer says 22 degrees. Damn. I get out the ninjas to wear under my jeans and shirt. Nice green pair of army socks to wear over the ninjas and then pull the boots on over that. Already feeling warmer. What comes next is the hard part. I know I am going to have to sweep the car off, if not scrape as well. I look at my winter gloves. They are the big, thick type you use to build snowmen or go skiing in. You know, the kind that make you handicapped the minute you put them on.

Gloves are the evil of cold weather. You know you need them, but you don't want to need them because of all the issues they cause. I put them on. I put them on BEFORE I put my coat on because we know what happens if you don't. You have to try to cram the tops of the gloves into your coat and that leaves the possibility of a gap that will allow cold air in and at that point the damn things are useless!! Now I pull on my coat all while dreading the next step. The zipper. Now I know you are sitting on the edge of your seat because you too know the hardship!!!

I struggle. I get a firm grasp of the left side of the zipper, using both hands to find and get a hold of it. Now for the right side, but my left hand is already holding something and cant help grasp the pull up piece. SHIT. No, don't take the gloves off, you know what will happen. SO there I stand slowing spinning a circle in a right handed direction thinking somehow that's going to help me get a hold of the zipper with my current handicap. I finally after some time I get it. But it continues to get harder.

Now both ends of the zipper in hand I have to match the pieces up. I don't wanna talk about how hard it is to see a black zipper on a black coat with black gloves. And since I cant feel anything I have to try to see it. So over to the lamp I walk bending kinda backwards to bring it into the light. Sheesh. I few tries and I get it up. Now I'm freaking hot, remember everything I said I was wearing!!

You would think that's the end of the ordeal. But if you wear gloves often you know very well it is not. I am very satisfied at this point because I have dressed myself in a manner that no cold air is gonna get in anywhere and I will stay nice and cozy in the 22 degrees of warmth we have outside. YAY. Well I have one word to just tear down any happiness I was currently experiencing with myself. Keys.

I dropped them 3 times trying to lock my door. Its amazing how much smaller that little piece of metal gets in the winter. Hadn't realized it shrunk. Damn gloves. By the time I get the car swept off and I am in the road I'm so mad at the damn gloves that I whip them off and throw them into the seat next to me. Thinking maybe I have hurt their feelings. HA! Take that gloves, I don't need you.

So you see, gloves make decision making VERY difficult when it come to dressing for winter. I will have to make the same decision again tonite after work. Maybe I can find someone to zip me up this time.............