I don't change my mind very often. The decisions I make are inconsequential since they deal only with myself. Coordinating among more than one person is problematic.
Recently, I had problems figuring out a day and time to meet three others for a meal. After several back-and-forth text messages a time was agreed upon. Saturday is one day that I don't like to schedule, but since I was the only one who couldn't make the time, I thought I could make it work. I had to cancel.
Since I don't show up to a job on regular 9-5, hours, the best times for me to meet is during the work week.
I'm generally a horrible social director and rely on others to do the planning, which is probably why I don't get out much, since I seldom make suggestions.
When I worked real jobs, had responsibility for others my decisions had an affect on others. I wrote the other day about waiting for the doors in a tunnel all being open was when I would decide to act.
Because of that management strategy, I haven't looked back on any decisions and go with the ramifications, if any.
There's a movie with Gwenyth Paltrow called "Sliding Doors" that tells the same story when different decisions are made. What if I stayed over in Cheyenne the last Saturday in July 1976? I would have missed being in the Big Thompson Flood. What if I had stayed in Houston rather than rushing around finding my ticket? I would have avoided the emergency landing in Oklahoma City because of a fire on the aircraft.
It is possible to overthink and I don't second guess my decisions. The potential for unexpected adventures outweighs boring and complacent outcomes.
Although since this is the Lenten season, I wonder how history would have turned out if Judas changed his mine about ratting out Jesus.
— alanohashi
Recently, I had problems figuring out a day and time to meet three others for a meal. After several back-and-forth text messages a time was agreed upon. Saturday is one day that I don't like to schedule, but since I was the only one who couldn't make the time, I thought I could make it work. I had to cancel.
Since I don't show up to a job on regular 9-5, hours, the best times for me to meet is during the work week.
I'm generally a horrible social director and rely on others to do the planning, which is probably why I don't get out much, since I seldom make suggestions.
When I worked real jobs, had responsibility for others my decisions had an affect on others. I wrote the other day about waiting for the doors in a tunnel all being open was when I would decide to act.
Because of that management strategy, I haven't looked back on any decisions and go with the ramifications, if any.
There's a movie with Gwenyth Paltrow called "Sliding Doors" that tells the same story when different decisions are made. What if I stayed over in Cheyenne the last Saturday in July 1976? I would have missed being in the Big Thompson Flood. What if I had stayed in Houston rather than rushing around finding my ticket? I would have avoided the emergency landing in Oklahoma City because of a fire on the aircraft.
It is possible to overthink and I don't second guess my decisions. The potential for unexpected adventures outweighs boring and complacent outcomes.
Although since this is the Lenten season, I wonder how history would have turned out if Judas changed his mine about ratting out Jesus.
— alanohashi
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