I saw a meme online that said “Easter is the only time of year when it is safe to put all your eggs in one basket.”
It is a sentiment that I wholly concur with and I have tried to live by.
For example, my iPad has data from a different source than my cell phone. It’s weird, I know.
The idea of putting everything on black and risking it all, makes me nauseous to even contemplate.
There are certain issues that I am risk adverse on and will not be budged.
And there are some decisions that I agonize over and others I make with ease.
Buying a sofa is my Kryptonite.
I abhor the idea of it. It stymies me every time.
Do I go for couches with attached back cushions or not? How deep should it be? What is the perfect size? How high should the seat be?
I am obsessed with the TikTok couch. Google it if you don’t know it. But I am hesitant to get it for several valid reasons.
Is it comfortable? Not sure. But ordering it and not sitting on it before ordering it, gives me hives.
Will it look OK in our intimate space? Am I a sectional person?
But the last two cars I purchased, went easy. I decided between two kinds. I drove them both and picked one. And I knew what amenities I wanted.
I think we can all agree that a sofa is less expensive than a car.
My other decision freezes comes when I go to a restaurant (back in the day, pre-pandemic) and the menu is extensive, like five or six pages. That many choices makes me freeze. And in places like that, I will generally order a Caesar salad with chicken or salmon and call it a day. Boring but safe.
The only exception is the diner. I don’t know why but deciding what to eat at the Silver Coin is easier despite the expansive menu.
But the couch is my Moby Dick of purchases.
So where does that leave me?
With a couch that needs to be replaced, with a car that I like and multiple data plans.
But what if I want to change? What if I want to take more risks?
Should I just order the couch and roll the dice?
Oof. I do not know if I can do that. It feels too risky. What if it is uncomfortable. Or smells weird?
Should I try and find a similar couch and see if I like it?
Maybe I will wander in and out of the area’s furniture stores in the upcoming weeks searching for the elusive perfect couch.
I am not sure if it exists, but I expect I will make every effort to find it.
Or I will continue to watch movies and television shows on an aging couch that needs to be replaced but can’t because of my mental road block.
Gina Rullo is the editor-in-chief of The Hammonton Gazette.