It's ironic that i is the first letter I've really struggled with when it came to choosing a topic. But I'll admit it, I have trouble making decisions sometimes. When I have lots of choices, I often get hung up. I'm not talking about major things, for the most part. I'm talking about little things like which flavor granola bar or dog toy to buy. I've stood looking at greeting cards until I was literally fatigued because I couldn't decide which one was exactly right. If I have two options, it's easy: red or purple? Purple. Strawberry or banana? Strawberry. It's when there are lots of options: red, purple, orange, blue, green, teal, brown, pink, strawberry, banana, mango, orange, grape, peach, that I start to second guess myself. I definitely like strawberries but I also love peaches. Oh, and mangos? I always like mangos. What if the recipient of the greeting card would like butterflies better than balloons?
I'm not sure where this comes from. It seems that when it comes to more serious stuff, I'm usually confident I'm making the right choice. Or as in the case of some old boyfriends, I know what choice I need to make, it's just a matter of doing it. I like to change my hair color. I have several tattoos. I've never agonized deciding whether or not to get them.
I guess I just don't understand how it's even possible there can be dozens of flavors of mustard or yogurt or vodka. Why do we need so many choices?