Decisions!

In my job, I make life or death decisions. Like, if I don't do this correctly, someone might die...two people, possibly. I make split second decisions and think on my feet in high pressure situations. I guess I do pretty well at it, and the pressure just doesn't bother me much, or perhaps I've gotten used to the gravity of certain situations and I just do what I do. Actually, if we are being completely honest, I love the adrenaline and kinda thrive on these situations being sprinkled throughout my job. Yikes. Does that make me sound like a stone cold jerk?! Hope not! Anyway, that said, I work well under pressure in most aspects of life. 

Ask me what to do in case of a placental abruption, a uterine rupture, a shoulder dystocia, a postpartum hemorrhage, a big freaking obstetrical emergency, etc....I'm your girl! Just please, for the love of all that is good, don't ask me where to go eat for dinner. Don't ask me what to wear for the day. Don't ask me what time a party should start or what kind of food we should have. Don't ask me to make a decision on when a vacation should take place or what I should do about a general, plain ole everyday situation. Because, I'm ridiculous. I can't make a decision for ANYTHING! It's like I freeze. I get so wrapped up in 'what if I do the wrong thing?' Or 'what if so-and-so thinks this is a dumb decision or not the right thing to do'? Ugh. I get mad at myself just typing this! Seriously, the true answer is...who gives a rats butt? Agony, I tell you, it's pure agony. Over the dumbest little things! 

So, in 2015...one of my resolutions is to be a better decision maker. I feel like better decision makers are better leaders. I want my kids to see me being less 'well, uh, um, I don't know, um, um' and more 'this is what we are gonna do'. Super confidently. I realize that all decisions will never be this easy for me, because I'm me...but, I am going to start with the easy ones that shouldn't take up hours of my life. Where we are going to eat/what we are going to eat, should be no stress decisions. So what if you pick a crap restaurant...at least no one died...like could happen with the decisions that I can make so easily at work. 

I think that working on this problem can help with my pesky habits of procrastination and being late to everything. Half the time I'm procrastinating is because I can't make a dumb decision, and I'm late because I can't figure out what to wear. Again, because I can't make a decision. 

There is is y'all...resolution one. There's a few more that I will share...in a little bit! Please don't see me and ask me to make a decision, I just might cry. Ha ha!