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Mar 26, 2008 11:31


I don't think I'm stupid. I mean, if I was stupid, I probably wouldn't know it, because I wouldn't be smart enough to recognize my own ignorance... but I truly don't think I am.

But when presented with a choice or dilemma, I become completely useless. I become so concerned about making the wrong choice, that I choose not to choose at all.

Part of the issue is that my decision will hurt someone. It is impossible to resolve the situation with everyone unscathed. On the other hand, indecision hurts everyone, myself included.

The other problem is my deadline. I am rapidly running out of time, however, at least a portion of the necessary resolution is completely out of my hands.

If I was buying a car, and very much liked two vehicles, and one was completely perfect, with all of the desired features, including extra benefits that I would have had no right to ask for.... and the other, a more familiar make and model, could very well be just as good, but requires some work. I have been promised that the repairs will be completed shortly, but in the meantime, I have no car at all. And there's a good possibility that the work will be more exhausting and expensive than it's worth....

Stupid analogy, and probably hurtful to the cars.... but I'm trying to sort things out in my head. To me, I feel that I am just being cautious before handing over a down payment.... but from another point of view, I could just be stringing things along to make sure I get the best deal. I'm being selfish and stupid... and I kind of just wish that some motivated buyer would just snatch up one of the cars and take the choice out of my hands... but not really.

Bah.

In other news, my baby is healthy and happy. Probably a boy but will not be confirmed until delivery day. He has strange schedules, moving around first thing in the morning, and then more towards the evening. Depending on who you ask, he's either dancing or kick-boxing. And he loooooves being in the car. The minute I start driving, he very merrily begins beating me up... I don't mind for the most part, but toodling along at 110 on the highway is not the more opportune moment to start using my bladder for target practice....
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