Every now and then, my indecision gets the better of me. It drives me round and round in circles…that are all identically the same.
Today’s focus? Bathroom tiles – and which Thai restaurant to go to tonight.
We are overwhelmed with choice.
Making the right one has never been harder –and it all depends on which version of ‘right’ you’re hoping to hit.
Until today’s debacle, I was a little concerned by my indecision. I have suspected, for a while, that I may take slightly longer than the average person to make my mind up.
Whilst an afternoon spent backwards and forwards-ing between tile stores would suggest that my suspicions are not totally misplaced, I’ve now concluded that there is no cause for alarm: indecision is wholly human, totally normal – and strangely useful.
Not only has the whole experience confirmed, once and for all, that there are too many variations of the same thing sitting on shop shelves today; but, three weeks, five different tile shops, two bathroom books and four home catalogues has also taught me a little more about myself.
If I’d bought the first thing I’d come across, there would have been no self exploration. There would have been none of the useful probing which has helped me work out what I like and what I don’t like and why. The subject’s not that relevant – it’s the process that’s interesting -
Because, each time I go through the indecision and finally make a decision, I feel a little bit more confident about who I am; I get to know myself a little better.
Each time I get stuck in what feels like a never ending argument with myself– and then, finally, come up with an answer that I’m happy with; I bolster up that self belief a little; notch up a tad more self conviction.
Wrong decision or not, I can be sure that I’ve explored every possible option. I can feel happier knowing that I’ve reached my idea of the ‘right’ version.
It’s all very healthy really – and, there’s another lesson in there as well; because, each time I waste an afternoon worrying over the colour of tiles – or other such insignificant choices – I’m reminded that time is precious and that there are more important things in life.
My bathroom may remain tileless but my priorities have been given the once over.
I will probably find myself circling again next week – but I might learn something new about myself (like the fact that I don’t like white shiny tiles because they feel too clinical and run of the mill); and, if it’s a summer’s day, I’ll remember that there are more important things in life –
- and that some decisions – like tonight’s Thai restaurant – can just be left to chance -
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