❝Ownership causes us to value things in ways that have little to do with actual value.❞ -Dan Ariely
My wife and I are sitting on a rock staring down at the tops of the trees. Beyond the trees, we can see the city of Boulder, Colorado, and off in the distance, we can see Denver. It's windy up here and quite scary. We wouldn't have climbed this close to the edge if so many other people hadn't done it already. Fear aside, this is pretty cool.
As we sit outside and enjoy the sunshine and the wind high above Boulder, I complain - again - about the quality of my hiking pants. They are worn out, don't fit quite right anymore, and don't have all the features I'd like. My wife reminds me that I've been saying this for a year, and I haven't done anything about it. She suggests going to an outdoor recreation store when we get back to Denver to find some new pants. I resist, of course, because these pants work just fine. My wife tells me that that argument might make sense if I hadn't just finished complaining about them.
Back in Denver, we go to the store, and I'm having difficulty deciding. We found pants from three different brands that all seemed pretty good. There was a slight difference in the cost of each brand, and now I'm trying to decide if it's worth the extra $20 to get the more expensive pair or not. I'm really struggling with this decision. I go back and forth, and then I go back and forth again. I'm stuck in a sort of analysis paralysis