I love Saturdays,
lazing in bed, pondering the many hard decisions waiting to be made.

Difficult decisions, but not life or death
more like living versus thriving
and while thriving seems optimal
sometimes it takes too much effort
and Saturdays don’t like too much effort.

Which cozy sweater will be the first worn this season?
Totally a Saturday-type decision.

Pancakes or Waffles?
Or maybe French Toast?
(no decision needed re: bacon)

Which game to watch?
What to paint?
What novel to read?

Should we have fire in the hearth?
Or the outside fire pit?

So many choices,
so few Saturdays.