Let yourself off the hook

Last Monday I hemmed and hawed all morning long about whether or not to attend an event that night. There were people I wanted to see and it was cold and windy outside. I felt restless and in need of a change of scenery, and I wanted to stay warm and cozy at home. I knew I would disappoint people if I didn’t go, and I didn’t want to disappoint myself with regrets.

Back and forth, back and forth, my mind waltzed to the dance of indecision when I finally got sick of it all. Pick one, I told myself...