The expression popped into my head weeks ago. It was one my father used to say, though my mother is the queen of idioms. For those of you who have never heard it before, it basically means make a decision and get it done. It is harsh and vulgar, but it gets the message across.
I suppose I started to think about it because I see others, as well as myself, struggling to make decisions. Whether it’s choosing a food item from a menu or changing jobs. We are comfortable with what we know even if it’s not what we want.
I’m working on being more decisive. At restaurants, I spend less time choosing menu items. When buying greeting cards, I select the first one I like. I used to continue searching in case there was something better. But most often I ended up with my first choice anyway. There is so much time wasted in indecision, all because of worrying that the choice might be the wrong one. And while there are some decisions that shouldn’t be taken lightly and do need time, there are far more that really don’t matter one way or the other.
And now I’ve done it again and made the decision to write this post. Something I’ve been thinking about doing almost as long as “Shit or get off the pot” has been ruminating in my brain.
Do you struggle with making decisions?