What's for Dinner?

No wonder whole blogs have been dedicated to that age old question, "What's for dinner?"
It's way past suppertime, and I still haven't eaten because I don't know what I want. When I was a child, my mother would say "If you don't know what you want you must not be very hungry", but I think it's less about being hungry and more about making decisions.
Suppose I have a piece of salmon and am unhappy? Should I have a pork chop instead? What about that little steak in the back of the freezer? Something simple like an omelette? I just can't seem to commit, because once I commit I've set up an expectation that since I'm cooking it, if I don't like it then it's my own fault. But if I don't like it, then I've wasted a mealtime. I can't bear to waste a mealtime because I live to eat, not eat to live. In the run of a week, I eat only 4 suppers at home, the rest of the time is eating out. Four suppers, where I can relax and really enjoy what I'm eating, in the comfort of home--that's a lot of pressure. 7 breakfasts, 7 lunches, 7 dinners, a total of 21 meals a week and I only get to make 4 at home.
I'm ordering pizza.