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  • Does Having Too Many Options Make Us Unhappier or Happier?

    Does Having Too Many Options Make Us Unhappier or Happier?

    We live in a time of limitless choices. From streaming services to phone plans, from online shopping items to restaurants, we are constantly presented with an overwhelming number of options. Having more choices seems like a good thing—we have the ability to tailor our lives to our exact preferences. But is there a downside?

    I think about the last time I stared at the menu of movie options for online streaming. Or the last time I tried to choose the correct shade of lipstick from thirty different shades of pink and red.

    Too many options can lead to decision paralysis. What, exactly, is the “right” option? And once we’ve picked A, B, or C…. we sometimes circle back to the beginning and start weighing our choices again, just in case we could choose something better.

    This “choice overload” can make simple decisions—like picking a restaurant for dinner—stressful.

    Moreover, our expectations rise as choices increase. If we have 40 different types of tea to choose from as we stand in the tea aisle of the store, we expect our final choice to be perfect. Should you stick with the same brand of green tea or try a smaller box of something new? When your choice falls short, disappointment follows, and you’re stuck with a whole box of tea you don’t like. 

    Contrast this with having just a few choices, where we are more likely to feel content with what we pick. I’ve been to a diner with only five choices for breakfast. You could play a game of eeny meeny miny moe and make a quick decision.

    So, how can we deal with too many options? One approach is to simplify decision-making by setting some criteria, trusting our instincts, or just making a snap decision and trusting it’s “good enough.” 

    What do you think? Do you feel overwhelmed by too many choices, or do you thrive on having endless possibilities? 

  • Your life or mine: What is the last thing you learned?

    Your life or mine: What is the last thing you learned?

    Sometimes, you see the past with 20/20 vision and wish you could repeat the day.

    Daily writing prompt
    What is the last thing you learned?

    She had to pick up her mom’s prescription medication on her way home and that errand took her past a beauty salon with the best assortment of skincare products. She had passed it many times, but today she walked in, attracted to the newest line of skincare displayed on the counter. Her favorite movie stars and singers endorsed those lovely creams that made skin radiant and flawless.

    “How much?” she asked the woman behind the counter. 

    “Three thousand for the entire set,” said the sales clerk. “Might be a bit pricey for someone as young as you.”

    “No,” she lied, lifting her chin. “Of course I can afford it.” She had $3050 in her bank account.

    “This is a special price for today only. It will go up tomorrow.”

    “Can I try it?”

    “Sure. We just have the hand cream as a tester. Not the others.” The sales clerk opened one of the jars. The fragrance of roses wafted into the air.

    “Just like on TikTok,” she said, dabbed a sample, and smoothed it on the back of her hand. It felt like a cool, tingly massage. As she rubbed, a long scar near her knuckle vanished. Imagine how envious her friends would be if she was the prettiest one in the group. Imagine all the guys who would be asking her out. Imagine if people stopped calling her ugly. Imagine…. 

    Her phone rang. It shattered her thoughts. “I’ll take the whole set,” she said to the sales clerk as she frantically dug for her phone in her purse. 

    “Sweetie?” Her mom’s voice was weak over the phone.

    “Mom? Are you ok? I’ll be home soon! I’ve got your med-”

    “They’ve taken me to the hospital. It’s going to cost $3000. Could you come to help pay it?”

    “No!” Not $3000! “I’ll call you back.” She turned toward the counter.

    “Is your mom ok?” asked the sales clerk. She presented a shiny gold gift bag with the skincare set inside.

    “No, she’s… not. Can’t I… can’t I come back for this? The price is really going to go up?”

    The sales clerk nodded. “You need to choose between this skincare or your mother.”

    She picked up her phone and pulled up her mom’s number again. She mumbled to herself, “I can get more money later. Take out a loan. Borrow cash from my cousins.” Then dumped her phone back into her purse. She took out her wallet and handed her credit card to the clerk. “I’m sorry. What did you just say?”

    The clerk took the card. “I said I hope you enjoy your choice. You will be as beautiful on the outside as you are within.”

    “What?” She felt the skincare sample on her hand tingle again. The sensation spread down her fingers and up her arm. “What’s happening?” Her purse slid off her shoulder as she tried to grab the gold bag. Her feet were rooted to the floor. Her legs were stiff. I can’t move! Can you hear me? I can’t move!

    “Well,” said the sales clerk, admiring the woman’s face. “Now you’ll look this young forever. I’m going to put you in the store window so everyone can admire how beautiful you are. It’s what you wanted, after all.”

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