So I'm in the midst of finding a preschool for my daughter, indecisively waivering between the country one or the city one. (Both about the same distance from the house.) This has always been a problem for me, chosing the best. It has to be the best.
I remember this one time when I wanted to break up with a boyfriend but felt pressure not to, talking to my mom, saying "But, dependent on my choice, I could ruin my whole life." Can you imagine? A whole life?
Still...
I think, "the whole flow of our life, who we'll meet, what she'll learn, how that will shape her and us, is dependent on this choice." Looking at it that way is pretty debilitating. And I wait, and wait, until finally there is no choice to make because a) a class is full, or b) both classes are full and I've missed out. And I have, many a time, missed out.
My husband always says, "doing something is better than doing nothing". And he's right, most of the time.
Tomorrow I will make my choice.
About Me
- A Navy Wife
- Canada
- I am a Navy wife and I am a mom. I spend my days driving my kids to their things, trying to get stuff done, obsessing over the stock market and reading, word for word, the business section of the Globe and Mail. I love to garden and hope to get chickens the day our town changes the 'urban chicken' bylaw. At night I half sleep, waiting for my kids to wake up and deer to eat my tomatoes. I write to clear my head, and to keep my husband up to date.
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