I'm all about free entertainment. In the summer, we have these great Thursday night "concerts in the park", where families put down blankets, bring picnics (or order pizza), and listen to music while the kiddos dance and play. Now, they aren't "free" in the sense that - the performers get paid, and they pay for them by collecting donations. But it is a really nice and cheap entertainment.
They are a bit of work...packing up the stuff, getting there, laying out the blanket, cleaning up. But they are fun. I hate to miss them.
But here we are. It's Thursday. I was in San Fran for business on Tues/Weds. I haven't traveled for work in 5 years. It was a great and very useful conference trip. However, it means that I haven't slept much this week (insomnia and sleeping in a strange hotel bed). Last night I got home late (flight delay), and it was my 15th anniversary (happy anniversary sweetie!), so I stayed up an extra 1/2 hour to get caught up on what I missed and reminisce. So I'm beat.
So we're not going. I just want to eat dinner and pass out at 8 pm. So part of having a full, happy life is - knowing when to make the extra effort "I know I'll enjoy it once I get there" and knowing when not "man, I just want to pass out!"