When decisions becomes huge like mountains

I have a tendency to go crazy bananas when it comes to certain decisions. Most of the time I know what I want but when I get stuck, I go mental. It’s like the choice takes over my body to the degree that I cant do or think anything else.
Last week I realized I needed glasses. It’s a first. But lately I have had loads of headaches and difficulties to focus on stuff – I can read without a problem but I get tired. Or my eyes does. So I went to do a check up. Then I got stuck in the store for a while but at the end picked out these two pairs. This choice was easy, I just felt good about them and I brought them home to feel them up a bit. In the store I was positive about the brown ones but then when I got home suddenly the black was the winners.
After asking on Instagram I got more than 100 comments and most of you thought the black pair was best. Then my mind went into a roller coaster.
I think this is very interesting how my focus can stop and the indecision becomes so strong. I am very good at analyzing things. And yes this pair I will wear like all the time so in my world, right now, it was a kind of a big thing. But I always have a problem when being like this. I feel like I’m a drama queen. But after this session I think I learned a lot about myself.
The conclusion after all must be that yes, I’m a bit of a drama queen but it’s my way to cope and I don’t think it is as hard on others as it is for me feeling as one. The second thing is that when I’m over analyzing everything I mostly, in the end have a pretty good idea of my choice and why I do it – which is a good thing. I also learn alot about my self. I move forward. This thing about the glasses is not only about black or brown naturally it goes deeper.

But the thing I learned the most is probably that I always pick funny in favor of classic.
Yeah, the stairs would probably look more beautiful without the dots but it’s funnier with them.
I could have built a great normal looking bunk bed but it’s funnier with a unicorn.
I felt more beautiful in a normal sense of way in the black glasses, black is more common in that way we are more used to it – me too.
But in the end I realized that the brown was just more fun so in a week they will live on my nose.

When do you get stuck?

xxx
Isabelle

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Life At Jenny´s House

Just some stuff.

1. This is our garden.
2. This is our food.
2. This is our flowers.
3. My hair is getting longer and so are my feet.

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Driving down memory lane

I’ve been having The Sweet Dreams tune in my head and in my boombox ever since watching that couple singing it by the pump station from last week. This also made me dream back to when Eurythmics where huge and Annie Lennox was the coolest gal on two feet. (still is very cool). I remember we had a summer house just outside Stockholm and the neighbors daughter was equally cool. I must have been around 10 and she was 14 and gorgeous. Very knowing of all compared to me. She had a full new body and long hair. Wow Johanna was my idol. She had this grey hip hopish boom box with a built in Walkman or Freestyle as we used to say in Sweden. And she listened to all this cool music that I had never heard about. Sometimes she gave me mixed tapes. Since she was stuck with her dad at the summerhouse and I was the closest thing to a real girl friend we hung out. She told me about the world and I eagerly sucked it all in. Damn, I wanted a boom box so much and the later got a very good but not as cool cassette player (Do you remember sony sports - it was water proof. Not that anybody dared to try and how would I use it?)

Those where the days!

This is how cool Annie was!


and this is me. Apparently I found this elevator maintenance note in our elevator.  Edited it with some Tip ex and put it back up.
It says: “Just a minute! Service is going on. Isabelle will soon be back at your service ”

I must say a very creative idea…

xxx
Isabelle

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