Tools in Time Wasting and Fear Disappear
I admit it: I have a problem… in decisiveness. The whole idea of making a decision is a rather painful event for me. But today after a rather ridiculous battle of the in between I am going to decide.
It started really with a bookcase. In my obsessive quest for the perfect organizational tool for all the after Christmas toys, not to admit my own growing (overflowing) collection of books and journals, I needed something in a bad way.
After trips to the Container Store, rain checks for cubicles at Target, bargaining with the manager at Lowe’s to sell me a display (didn’t work) I found a beautiful specimen of shelving at World Market… 2 weeks ago. I’ve had Avery’s seat moved over for this many days. I’ve made 4 trips to World Market and 3 times I have traveled home unattended by one very large bookcase.
Oh, I stayed up late thinking about this and today was the day! I pick up my sister (she’s my helper, but doesn’t believe in assisting with one’s decisions) and I realize that there are 3 World Markets all equal distance from her apartment. Paralyzed I U-Turn trapped in a nervous, cold sweat I think that this is past ridiculous. I might actually need to see someone for help… but continued forward to my original choice.
Really, go with the first thought.
So today, I rejoice in decision. Really, I think it’s out of fear – this indecisiveness. I am down right scared to make a bad decision, to regret. But isn’t this a part of life? And aren’t I just denying living by not deciding. Therefore, I am making changes – I am moving forward – I will have the courage to decide!!!
But really, what's for dinner?
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2 comments:
I am so the opposite! I am an impulsive buyer and I like it. Actually, I embrace it. So anytime you need a little boost or nudge, heck...I'll even push you towards a purchase, I'm your girl. I got your back. Most husbands don't like me much for this. But that's ok. Glad you did it!
Nanu,
You're a crazy shopper. It's just in our genes. Mom and dad trained us to be spenders.
Once you memorize everything in the store, I think by then you've had enough. The book shelf looks awesome and you contributed to some artisian far, far, away.
luv, shoppasister
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