I love, LOVE to be organized. I actually enjoy cleaning out my sock drawer. I look forward to Spring Cleaning Day the way most people look forward to Christmas. (As a direct result, Spring Cleaning Day is a holiday that occurs WAY more than once a year in our house.) I have embraced my OCD and prefer to think of it as an OCDo.
Other than my Costco addiction, I like to think we live a streamlined life. We regularly clean out our closets (I have an itty bitty house with doll size closets), organize our drawers, and sort through the overflow of junk very important, random pieces of paper that somehow end up in my kitchen.
However, there is one area of my life where More Is More. I am a Hoarder of Information. There, I said it! I come by it honestly; I do not blame myself (I hold my family completely responsible). Hoarding information is a key step in the art of Non Decision Making, which is practically an Olympic sport in my family. When making a Non Decision, there are several steps one needs to take to ensure that nothing can be accomplished. I prefer to think of this process as a ladder, with several rungs.
The first rung of the Ladder Of Non Decision Making is the “hoarding of information”. Thanks to the internet, the ability to execute this step is ridiculously easy. The biggest example that comes to mind is wedding planning. There are so many decisions to be made when planning a wedding that even “normal” decision makers can reach overload status and become paralyzed, so you can imagine the circus that my mother and I turned it into when planning mine.
Thomas and I got married in my hometown of St. Louis, and because it isn’t exactly next door to Atlanta, we had to make several trips during the planning. Since we had a limited amount of time (more often than not just a weekend to spend), placing any sort of limitation on this already taxing process is not recommended; however, my mother said she was up for the challenge. This should have been my first red flag…
The first thing we saw when we walked into her house was the towering stack of bridal magazines. I remember glancing nervously at Thomas and hoping that he was ready for the Uproar (a game my family plays that delays a decision as long as possible by being “nicer” than the next guy.) Let the hoarding begin!
Thomas operates as follows (I suspect that so do most people):
- Utilize Google to gain information on different options.
- Pick two.
- Review choices in person. If the first choice is acceptable, there is no reason to review the second option. (This is unfathomable in my family. This concept simply does not exist for us.) (It is actually difficult for me to even write it.)
- Make decision.
As I have mentioned, this is not really the way my family works. For starters, it is WAY too easy…
tomorrow, we will discuss the Second Rung of the Ladder…