Take it slow, cautions my brain
Hurry, hurry, hurry, chants my heart
Between the two, I am a mess
So indecisive! That’s me
I let it slide for days on end
When it’s over, and out of my hands
So why do I have a heartache in me?
We all have complicated histories. When was the last time your past experiences informed a major decision you’ve made?
Daily Prompt: Second Opinion
What are some (or one) of the things about which you usually don’t trust your own judgment, and need someone’s else’s confirmation?
I used to need guidance in clothes. I would go with someone. After returning home, I would be terribly unhappy. Those clothes would be all wrong for me. Then I decided to do my shopping alone. There used to be errors, but with the passage of time they became far in between.
I learnt (on my own), color combination, and what looked good on me.
My husband’s motto was: buy expensive clothes, but few of them. I vacillate between the two guidelines: not very expensive, and more of them. Haha!
In my home country one gets used to bargaining at the local markets. I do get torn inside while looking at clothes. The shopkeeper doesn’t know about the turmoil in my brain.
“Isn’t this expensive?” I ask myself. I have the sneaky suspicion that he is asking an exorbitant price.
What I do? I slash it to half the price he is asking. The bargaining starts. He won’t budge after quoting a certain price. I decide to leave. He calls me back, and I get a deal.
Mentally I am aghast at myself that I should have quoted less than the one I said, but the moment to retrieve is gone. Poor indecisive me!