Worst. Decision maker. Ever.
Honestly, I don't know how Adam puts up with it.
(Ok, I know how Adam puts up with it. He does it too.)
But he is getting driven completely insane about the two major purchases that (oh my God) we still haven't made - new furniture and a new car.
We want a bigger SUV, not a minivan.
We want a sectional, not a sofa/loveseat combo.
So yup, we've settled on the big stuff.
It's the details. The somehow vastly important minor details.
I'm tired of leather. Cleaning it makes me crazy. Caring for it stresses me out. He loves it and thinks it looks and feels so much better. So we're hopelessly hung up on that, for both purchases.
Colors drive us nuts too. I like light and feels like it brightens up a room. Adam thinks dark has a richness to it.
When it's little stuff, one of the two of us usually just pulls the trigger. I just made a totally big girl decision on the color of mulch we're getting and what new showerhead to choose. That was big.
Honestly, I'm kind of hoping Adam does the same for the couch. But I doubt he would.
So...we wait. And someday, we'll pull the trigger.