Choices

                I bought a new pair of golf shoes yesterday.   I played in the morning and my old pair were really hurting my feet.  Since I was planning on playing again today, I knew I’d better get some new ones.

                I didn’t really want to drive all the way into town to go find golf shoes, so I just went down to the pro shop at the golf course here on the resort where my vacation house is.   I was surprised how small the selection was.   They only had 2 models.   They had FootJoy Contour and FootJoy Superlites.   The last time I bought golf shoes I tried on about 15 different pairs.  It was a long process to find exactly the right ones.  It’s worth noting that now those perfect shoes hurt my feet.   I certainly would not have that same luxury this time.  I tried on exactly one pair and then I bought them.  They are the Superlites, size 9, wide.  I love them.   They feel great and they are very light indeed.  

I was thinking that it is kind of liberating to not have so many choices.   Having choices seems like it should be great, but not having choices makes things so much easier.  I have a tendency to analyze every aspect of every choice I make.  It’s taxing mentally.   I don’t think I want to give up all of my choices, but I certainly don’t mind occasionally taking a little vacation from them.