Open the fridge

I don't know if it's the ridiculous heat, or feeling extra tired, or maybe both, but I just have not felt this inspiration to post this week.  I've wanted to, but I just haven't had anything to say. 

Until last night.

Given the extreme heat over the last few days, we've had various family and friends come over to visit our air-conditioning, and my sister has actually been staying over in our spare bedroom so she can actually get some sleep as her apartment, alas, does not have A/C.  This, of course, has led to some great evenings of fun and conversations enjoyed over some cool drinks.

Last night, my husband was getting up to grab himself and his friend another drink, and he asked me if I wanted anything.  I couldn't decide what, if anything, I wanted, so I said not to get me anything.  A few minutes later, I got up, went to the fridge, and picked out a drink.

Naturally, conversation ensued around why I couldn't just have told him what I wanted, and he could have gotten it for me, thus sparing me the trip to the refrigerator.  I pointed out that I didn't know what I wanted, so I had to go and see for myself.  He then noted that I knew what the choices were, so why didn't I just decide without looking?

We determined that sometimes, you just need to open the fridge.

And for about 30 seconds, we all felt deep and philosophical about how life is like that when it comes to choices.  Sometimes, you just need to open the fridge and check out your options.  Even though you know what your choices are, there's something about seeing them laid out in front of you that makes it easier to know which one you want.

And either way, when you're trying to beat the heat, sometimes it's just nice to stand in front of the refrigerator with the door open and enjoy the cool air.

(Not to mention, isn't it great how the most random things can lead to a blog post?)