The other night he pushed the grocery cart off with a mad face when I said "I don't care." to his "What kind of pancake mix do you prefer?" Seems silly really, but I say it a lot. "I don't care." Which is not always true, but sometimes it is.
I don't care as much as I'd like someone else to be happy so if I pick the wrong kind of pancake mix, tv show, dinner option, it will upset me more that I chose the wrong thing. Make sense? No? I'm not surprised. I'm making no sense.
Basically, I'm a people pleaser and this has the bf angry at times. He wants a decision maker. I'm trying to find her, dig her up, and make her speak. But sometimes, sometimes it's very tough.
I promised to work on it, because I want to (for us and for me), but I know this is an inherent problem of mine. Not wanting to make a decision for complete fear of making the incorrect one. But really, I should follow one of my own favorite quotes: "If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there." ~Lewis Carroll
Bottom line is, I'm putting this out here to the universe in an effort to make some more real decisions instead of being so wishy washy. I'm frankly fed up with it and clearly so is he. BTW, I prefer Krusteez blueberry or the wheat & honey pancake mix. And, I really like adding blueberries or bananas into the wheat/honey ones while they're cooking. Yummers.
Happy weekend! I'm heading to WA to visit the grandparents at their summer cabin on the water. Should be relaxing and fun, with great food, some good walks, and some beach reading.