Too many choices...

Last night I went to the store to get two greeting cards, one for a special baby boy born across the ocean and the other for my sister’s birthday. Shopping for cards always turns out to be a challenge for me and a waste of time as well. Usually 45 minutes or so go buy before I narrow down my frantic search, and even when I stand in line to finally pay for the cards I am still unsure if I made the right choices or not. It’s like a little girl once told me, when I took her out to buy ice-cream: “It’s so hard to shop for ice-cream”. And I asked her why and she said: “too many choices”….