Decision Time

 I’ve been having try-outs for the last three weeks. Sweaters have been auditioning for the opportunity to travel with me. You see it is not going to be warm where I’m going. It will probably be wet and cloudy. The temperatures may only be in the 40’s. If it gets to the 50’s, I will feel like I’ve won the lottery.

The try-outs are over. It is time to make decisions. I have to make  cuts, not everything gets to go. There is only so much room in the suitcase.

I go to the closet and snatch up an arm load  of hangers. I lay them out on the bed. There are too many choices. Cuts must be made. Only the most matchable will remain. Some must be tried on to see if it truly is a good match. Hangers are returned, new choices appear. Slowly decisions are made, soon there is a small collection remaining. They are carefully folded and placed into the suitcase.

Did I make the best choices? Will there be enough to last two weeks? Will I be warm or too warm?  What have I forgotten? Only time will answer these questions. When it does, it will be too late to remedy the situation.

Bags are packed and look there is still room for more. Should I add something else? My husband emphatically says, “NO!”

Okay, I’ve made a decision, zip the bags and walk away, but . . . I look over my shoulder and wonder . . .