I’m pretty decisive.
When it comes to things I want to do, for the most part, that decision tree grows from seed to sapling, to full-fledged tree pointing to one BIG option that says DO THIS.
And it’s done.
But decisions are both a perk and a peril on The Life Autistic.
Mrs. H2 collects these things called Calico Critters – they’re cute, it’s a thing, and there’s tons of them, varying by size, rarity, species, etc.
There are too many.
For me, the decision is easy: don’t buy them.
But what Mrs. H2 asks is something we autists dread:
Making someone else’s decisions for them.
It’s the worst.
If I wanted to ensure I’d do something wrong, it’d be “Dealer’s Choice.”
From time to time, whether I’m on a business trip or elsewhere, I’ll be asked to “pick up Critters” to bring home.
YEAH, BUT WHICH ONES — THIS IS NOT A DECISION I CAN MAKE.
Even with innocuous stuff, it’s a peril.
“Oh, just bring back whatever.”
But what do you mean whatever? What if it’s from somewhere you don’t really like? What if I get the wrong thing off the menu? What if you make a decision when I’ve already committed to—
Just don’t do that to us.
If you really don’t care, you make the call.
We can make our decisions.
Making yours is a bit much.