Settling by the Seaside: Conundrum

I love options. When given the choice, I almost always opt for options. Maybe it's because I'm easily distracted. Maybe it's because I'm fickle, impulsive, generally non-commital. I'm going to stop before I start getting side tra....what's the name of that new sushi restaurant I've been wanting to try?....ok, bring it in. Options=good. Usually.

On rare occasions, I do not appreciate the option of having options. And this particular situation is one of them.

I'm trapped in a conundrum. The most crappy of conundrums. A calendar conundrum.

Yes, I realize I am ridiculous. Let's be serious, we've all known that for a long time. But back to the conundrum at hand.

A calendar is a serious investment. It's a commitment to one style, one compilation of at least 12 designs, photos, paintings, etc. for an entire year. Can you change your mind about your chosen calendar? Sure. But I find it tacky.

Can you just tell yourself it's not a big deal, just use the one you got as Secret Santa gift? You know, the one with wiener dogs dressed seasonally according to their respective months? Or maybe babies posed in disturbing and bizarre scenarios like in a larger-than-life tea pot or perhaps a head of lettuce. Creepy. No! You cannot allow it!

Or...maybe even worse, since there is no semblance of personality whatsoever, do you just go with the free calendar from the supply closet at work? The one printed on less than desirable anemic-looking paper stock with red Arial font months, emotionless expression of date and holidays and no recognition whatsoever of the unique beauty of the twelve months? No! You cannot use this for anything except lulling yourself into depression about the passage of time.

I shutter to think of hanging such an atrocity on my already bleak storm cloud of a cubical wall. The afore mentioned items are not options.

But there is hope! There's a lot. And THAT'S the problem! When is too much of a good thing bad? As a rule, I like to say "never!" But I can't say this regarding this particular issue.

I've narrowed it down to three and I'm feeling anxiety of having picked the wrong one already! Which one do I want to stare at in my cubical for an entire year? Which one can I give that kind of time to? Which one will make me forget the others?

Don't even tell me they all look the same.