A dirty four-letter word...

...and no, it's not one that Emmanuel Tzvi has suddenly learned! It's the one that my husband REFUSES to learn...PLAN. Yes, sometimes in life it's necessary to look beyond the next 2 hours, or even the next 2 days.



For example:

My brother-in-law is engaged, and will be married (G-d willing) 2 weeks before Pesach. We are all thrilled, and over the moon for him. However the aufruf will be the Shabbat before and the Sheva Brachot the Shabbat over, and that, combined with the fact that the wedding is NOT in Jerusalem, means a lot of bus travel. Too much bus travel, with 2 small children. The solution, of course, is to rent a car.

Snag #1: it's 2 weeks before Pesach, therefore all the rental companies have a 2 night minimum rental period. By the time we rent 2 nights for the wedding and 2 nights for Shabbat Sheva Brachot, it's cheaper to rent for a week. OK, done. It requires some budgeting and (planning), but it's doable.

Snag #2: what about the aufruf? Well, my solution for that was a bit less creative...I'm sending my husband on his own and I'll invite a friend to stay with me that Shabbat so I'm not on my own with the 2 kids.

So, with almost 2 months still to go, we've got all those snags worked out, and I just have to decide what company I want to have that Shabbat.



So what, you ask, is the problem? Nothing, except that I figured all this out myself because my husband doesn't (plan), and when presented to him, he felt it was a fait accompli and left out of the decision-making process.



But he still won't discuss (plans) for next Shabbat, because it's too far away to think about it.