Besides the fact that I am terrible at making decisions so many options of strawberries exaggerates that weakness, all I feel is guilt the entire time when I'm at the farmer's market. I feel like I'm throwing tomatoes at the people when I push my stroller-turned-pack-camel right past their pints of strawberries. I'm uncomfortable just thinking about the hurt (real or imagined) in their eyes when I don't choose to buy from them.
Anyone else feel like this? Or am I the only farmer's market wimp out there?
|Ryan wasn't impressed, but I was ecstatic.|