I believe this was the first time I realized how rough being a pilot can be. I think he was dodging weather all day long, and had five legs to fly. Needless to say, the minute he walked into the door his brain turned off - he was spent!
Why do I bring this up? Because I am finished with making decisions too! As I was driving to the new house to meet with a glass guy regarding this window:
Anytime I ask Steve about this or that, when it comes to design things, he usually responds with "I don't care." He is more concerned with the mechanical things about the house...the loose railing, the amateur electrical work in the basement, the removal of the plate rail in the kitchen, ect. So, a lot of the time I am the one making the design decision. I am tired of making decisions. All the big ones are almost made, so soon enough this will all be a memory and we will be in a great house...because of all the design decisions I have made!