Progress!

I have been slowly, sometimes painfully, ridding myself of unneeded extras. I don't even know where all of this stuff comes from. I am not a big shopper. But I am a big keeper. In the last week I threw out 15 bottles of nail polish, 38 ink pens, and at least a dozen unflattering shades of lipstick. I still have all of the nail polish, ink pens and lipstick I will ever need left. So why do I have so much stuff? I think it comes down to pretty much one thing for me. I stink at making decisions. I never even filed my daughter's birth certificate for almost a whole year after she was born because I was so indecisive about her name! I don't like the finality of decisions. By the time my next child was born, they wouldn't let us out of the hospital without choosing a name for his birth certificate. It got to the point where the hospital staff were calling us every 15 minutes telling us they needed a name for our baby! Most people have that kind of stuff figured out long before they are even pregnant. I often regret the decisions that I make so I revert to not making them. But I am finally starting to figure out that not making a decision is often worse than making a bad one. The only time I can say that rule doesn't apply is when it comes to tattoos.