Indecision City
So, this really shouldn't be that hard, right? You have friends who have livejournals, friends who say, "Open an account, and then you can read our locked posts! It's easy!" And you think, well, all right--that does sound easy. And then, after weeks of dithering about it because you can't seem to figure on a cool username for yourself, and then a day of messing around with the various (awful) themes available to you, and another day trying to pick out a picture and a journal name, you realize that, while it probably is easy for most people, you live on Planet Wemble in Indecision City.
Seriously, it shouldn't be this hard. And it's not just this. I live in this weird space where small decisions seem to be really hard sometimes. I'm okay with big ones. Do you want to get married? Yes! Should we hire this or that author for a workshop? Easy. Need something organized? I'm your girl.
But I often get trapped in small decisions. Where to go for dinner or what to order once I'm there. Whether or not to call and invite someone over or wait for them to call. Which fun things we should schedule for vacation, because of course we won't get to do ALL the fun things in a given location, and I might pick the wrong ones. Things that aren't that important, but that, for some reason, feel very important at the time, even though my brain knows they're not.
I'm not sure what to do about it. It seems to go along with the rest of my personality, which is a little more nervous than a lot of other people's. Maybe it's like one of my friends told me once--I wemble because I care so much about everything. Probably too much, but maybe that's better than the reverse.
Which is all a very roundabout way of saying that, at long last, I have a livejournal. Don't know how much I'll post, but here I am!
Seriously, it shouldn't be this hard. And it's not just this. I live in this weird space where small decisions seem to be really hard sometimes. I'm okay with big ones. Do you want to get married? Yes! Should we hire this or that author for a workshop? Easy. Need something organized? I'm your girl.
But I often get trapped in small decisions. Where to go for dinner or what to order once I'm there. Whether or not to call and invite someone over or wait for them to call. Which fun things we should schedule for vacation, because of course we won't get to do ALL the fun things in a given location, and I might pick the wrong ones. Things that aren't that important, but that, for some reason, feel very important at the time, even though my brain knows they're not.
I'm not sure what to do about it. It seems to go along with the rest of my personality, which is a little more nervous than a lot of other people's. Maybe it's like one of my friends told me once--I wemble because I care so much about everything. Probably too much, but maybe that's better than the reverse.
Which is all a very roundabout way of saying that, at long last, I have a livejournal. Don't know how much I'll post, but here I am!