The final decision for my new frames is over. In fact the decision was made yesterday. I’m writing this story because it’s a big milestone, huge! I do realize I’m repeating myself but I feel the urge to start from the top.
Changing frames as you know is not something I enjoy. Looking for frames is worse than shopping for shoes. Shopping for shoes is worse than going to a dentist. People, shopping for frames is downright painful! Shoe shopping is a story for another day.
As you recall, I fell in love with this pair from the start.
It was the pair that said “take me home”
However, one look at these and I was in love with not just one pair but two. I much prefer my identity with one pair so getting two was not an option.
I really liked them, I did.
But for some reason they didn’t make me feel like me.
- I slept on this for two nights
- I went to another place with 1000 + frames a couple days ago to see if I liked something better. Nothing.
- Posted on FB and 75% of my friends voted for the second pair (the ck)
- Drove myself nuts for days
- But nothing seemed to help me figure this out.
That’s when I had another visit with my hubby as I just couldn’t seem to make up my mind. Hubby liked both pair and he encouraged me to go with the ones I liked best.
And just like that, the decision was made. The cloud of doubt disappeared and I was good to go with my very first choice.
Yesterday dawned and I scurried around to run over to claim my new frames.
When I arrived, I went straight for the frames I had my heart set on. I had no intentions of even giving the other pair a shot. However, the Optician handed the other pair over to me to try on, just one more time. I reluctantly tried them on one last time.
That my friends was the beginning of self doubt. I went back and forth between the two and quickly made up my mind that I was taking the ones I intended to get.
At that point Joy the Optician had me take a seat and she began to take measurements and such for my new pair of frames.
A dot was made on the frames for the progressive part of the lens and the paperwork was nearly filled out. When all of a sudden, I jumped from the seat and ran over to the frames I pushed aside as if to say “I heard you calling me”.
I came back over to the desk and began switching the frames back and forth frantically giving each a fair shot. It was that “speak now or forever hold your peace” moment. A moment I needed to pick up the phone and call hubby. A moment I needed to know what the heck I was doing. A moment of panic, if you will.
Thoughts came to mind that I could continue looking for frames. Oh no, scratch that I really like what I’ve already found. I just need to make a decision.
Somewhere between all my thoughts and doubt the Optician said in a soft warm tone “these frames will allow more room for the progressive lens”.
She was right, I could see it! But was I making the right decision? I must have shuffled back and forth a thousand times in my mind before I said with confidence “I’ll take these”!
New paperwork ensued, new measurements were made and new dots were placed.
I say all that to say, once my final decision was made peace washed over me and I knew without a doubt that I had made the right decision.
When faced with decisions, it never hurts to sleep on it and give it some thought. But at some point, a decision must be made. And when the time comes, do it with conviction. In the end sweet peace is sure to find you just like it found me.
Blessings – Debbie