One of my own least favorite traits is my indecisiveness. Like, why can't I just make a quick and fast decision when faced with options? I wish I knew.
Yesterday, my sweetie asked me to make plans for the weekend. I mentioned I had my standing monthly hair appointment at 9am tomorrow and would need to take off for an hour and then we'd have the rest of the day to enjoy our time until he left for work that evening. It turns out my standing appointment was not booked and my options are for 11am or 3pm tomorrow (the 3pm slot is a favor from my stylist, who was hoping to get off work early). Now, I sit here wondering, are my roots really that bad? Can I just wait until next Saturday morning or would I be better off going in at 11am, so Lynn (my stylist) could take off as planned? I check my roots in the bathroom mirror (lighting is dark, so I don't trust that my roots really don't look that bad to me). I ask my 20-something co-workers, "Do you think my roots look bad?" I consider calling back and changing my appointment until next Saturday - but what if I make plans for next weekend, too? I call the significant other to ask his opinion - after all, this is a dilemma for me I need to resolve. (No answer) Where is the man when you need him? I ask myself, "Ruth, why can't you schedule a simple hair appointment and move on? Why do you second guess yourself every time? I reply to myself, "I don't know." This same process rears its ugly head in so many instances, I can't count. How do you learn to become more decisive? I'm open to your suggestions. [ Resolution: my sweetie was fine with rearranging our weekend plans. I called the salon back and took the earlier appointment, so my stylist can get out early as planned. Now, wasn't that simple? ]
I enjoyed lunch with friends Ibi and Elisa today at Paradise Bakery (shameless plug for Elisa's place of business!) It was lovely, but far too short. Ibi brought pictures of a major landscaping project she and her husband David have been working on in their spare time. So far, their progress is truly amazing. If they ever decide to change careers, they could both be instantly in business creating lovely sculptured home environments for others. I knew their work would be awe inspiring, having witnessed their last little home project - a completely remodeled kitchen. I believe, if Ibi had the tools and space in her garage, she'd have cut and installed her own granite countertops - aside from the counters, I believe they did everything else themselves. It's a show piece. I cannot wait to see their latest handiwork in person.
Elisa was her warm and happy self. She brought her 2 boys - Will and Zac - but they happily sat at table nearby while we chatted away my lunch hour. We all agreed it's been far too long since our last get-together and promised to schedule something real soon. Everyone's busy schedules makes it a challenge these days, but I know it'll happen soon, thanks to Elisa's never allowing us to go for too long before she sets something up. I'll give credit to Ibi on this, too - since she always calls me and is ready, willing and able to set up a quick coffee before work, if that's the only free time we can coordinate. Great friends are worth making time.
Yesterday, my sweetie asked me to make plans for the weekend. I mentioned I had my standing monthly hair appointment at 9am tomorrow and would need to take off for an hour and then we'd have the rest of the day to enjoy our time until he left for work that evening. It turns out my standing appointment was not booked and my options are for 11am or 3pm tomorrow (the 3pm slot is a favor from my stylist, who was hoping to get off work early). Now, I sit here wondering, are my roots really that bad? Can I just wait until next Saturday morning or would I be better off going in at 11am, so Lynn (my stylist) could take off as planned? I check my roots in the bathroom mirror (lighting is dark, so I don't trust that my roots really don't look that bad to me). I ask my 20-something co-workers, "Do you think my roots look bad?" I consider calling back and changing my appointment until next Saturday - but what if I make plans for next weekend, too? I call the significant other to ask his opinion - after all, this is a dilemma for me I need to resolve. (No answer) Where is the man when you need him? I ask myself, "Ruth, why can't you schedule a simple hair appointment and move on? Why do you second guess yourself every time? I reply to myself, "I don't know." This same process rears its ugly head in so many instances, I can't count. How do you learn to become more decisive? I'm open to your suggestions. [ Resolution: my sweetie was fine with rearranging our weekend plans. I called the salon back and took the earlier appointment, so my stylist can get out early as planned. Now, wasn't that simple? ]
I enjoyed lunch with friends Ibi and Elisa today at Paradise Bakery (shameless plug for Elisa's place of business!) It was lovely, but far too short. Ibi brought pictures of a major landscaping project she and her husband David have been working on in their spare time. So far, their progress is truly amazing. If they ever decide to change careers, they could both be instantly in business creating lovely sculptured home environments for others. I knew their work would be awe inspiring, having witnessed their last little home project - a completely remodeled kitchen. I believe, if Ibi had the tools and space in her garage, she'd have cut and installed her own granite countertops - aside from the counters, I believe they did everything else themselves. It's a show piece. I cannot wait to see their latest handiwork in person.
Elisa was her warm and happy self. She brought her 2 boys - Will and Zac - but they happily sat at table nearby while we chatted away my lunch hour. We all agreed it's been far too long since our last get-together and promised to schedule something real soon. Everyone's busy schedules makes it a challenge these days, but I know it'll happen soon, thanks to Elisa's never allowing us to go for too long before she sets something up. I'll give credit to Ibi on this, too - since she always calls me and is ready, willing and able to set up a quick coffee before work, if that's the only free time we can coordinate. Great friends are worth making time.
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