Buying a bowl

I remember around Christmas 2012 I had recourse to by a new cereal bowl, I seem to remember that I'd broken my previous one, a little upsettingly, and that the other bowls I had where either too small (the Homer Simpson one) or too thin (china style one).

I seem to think this was my first indication that J was a bit of a knob head to me, I think it was before our big falling out at Christmas when I didn't rush instantly down to her grans house so I feel things were probably ok (in my head) at this point. 

I remember I was in Sainsbury's in Leeds somewhere just stood at the end of an aisle looking over the various different options they had. There was at least 4 different styles and I was completely and utterly lost. I couldn't pick at all. I perform my absolutely worse when left with such decisions about things where i don't know what criteria to judge on. Should I pick size, style, cost or longevity? What do I optimize for, I never really have a clue and don't know how to make up my mind on things. So I stare. I just stare for a really long time, sometimes picking one up then thinking I'm being a bit bold and putting it right back down again. It's a nightmare.

I remember after 20 minutes J had finished the rest of the shopping and I was still there, near the start, trying to pick up this bloody cereal bowl. She started making fun of me for being so slow and indecisive over it, it was to become a common theme, the making fun. The whole thing just made it even harder for me to pick, I know felt i had to factor in how other people would feel about it as well, turning an impossible task into an impossible task with a larger failure penalty. Eventually I went with a nice smooth, black matted finished bowl on the outside with a beige glazed internals. It's a really good bowl and has served me well since so I might've been slow but I was ultimately vindicated :) 

The real morale though is that this is 9 years before I got a diagnosis yet in retrospect though it's only a small thing it really highlights the problems I have with open questions about things I don't know enough about. I just go blank and wonder how everyone else really gets up each day.