It's not that I am indifferent or passive (though sometimes I am). Depending on the situation, it's either because I'm trying to be accommodating or I just can't make up my mind. With friends, it is always the former. I am a people-pleaser and most often (but not always) would just rather do what my friends want to do or what is most convenient for them.
With most everything else in my life, it is the latter. I cannot make up my mind. It truly could be that I don't know myself well enough to make a decision that I am forever happy with, it also could be fear that I am making the wrong decision or impatience in waiting to make the right decision. Whatever is the real issue behind my terrible decision making skills, it's SO frustrating.
My most recent bad decisions have had to do with our house. You may recall moves that were made in result of an "argument" that was won by me.
Now to preface this, selling the pool table was NOT a bad decision. I firmly stand by that one and am so glad we don't have that huge piece of furniture that was really just taking up space.
But after those moves were made and life has been lived in the midst of them, would you like to see what my house looks like now?
| "New" dining room is now a big playroom and will someday, maybe, have a couch and TV in there, too, with the current TV room becoming a sitting room. |
| Oh, holes to be filled. There are many of them. The curse of the indecisive picture-hanger (me). |
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