When I decided to move into a new apartment, it took ages for me to get something I considered good enough. At a point I had given up, and was about to take something I knew I didn't really like, but was tired and desperate to move. Finally it came, and came again in quick succession. In the space of a week two very good options were before me that fit what I wanted - location, affordability and of course quality.
I was now torn between two very good options. A different kind of being torn, but one I didn't particularly mind. It still was a bit complicated to have to deal with. I mean, each was great and near perfect but not exactly perfect. One had very good infrastructure and a great location. The other had great infrastructure and a very good location. I wanted both in one, but unfortunately that wasn't happening.
I got a call about a few days later that one of the options (the first) will no longer be available as someone else had quickly snapped it up. Rather than feel a certain way, my mind felt relieved and suddenly content with the second option. I have moved in since and it has been great so far. It made for an interesting epiphany on how disrupting options really are.
The era we are is one that we're incredibly spoiled for choice in terms of options, especially in terms of what we consume. As a result we're making choices simply based on the aesthetics of what we see, and that spans across a whole lot of areas.
In my case where there were two good options, somehow I wanted both of them, even though that would have been irrational and impracticable. I think we need to train ourselves more how to get bye with fewer options. The choices we actually need are few, and oftentimes they are hidden under the piles of so called options we are faced with.