Sometimes I have a hard time making a decision.
I mean, don't get me wrong, once I make a decision it is final. Unless I change my mind. But usually a decision pretty much sets my course. Barring new information crossing my desk or if the decision I made turns out to be hard or inconvenient. Or if I get distracted.
You know, maybe I actually have a hard time making decisions.
I've been driving for a while now because that old man said I should go down a ways and then take a left, but what is a ways? It's been hours now and I keep shying away from the lefts that flash by. One after another and I keep coming up with decisions that argue against going left.
I'm getting hungry so I might stop at the next McDonalds that I see.
I'll get a Big Mac. Or a Spicy Chicken.
Crap, I'm in trouble if they have McRibs on the menu.
You go down a ways and then take a left . . . eh.