I've always been a bit of a rebel. Too smart for my britches, some might say. Even when someone else, (or one of those voices in my head) points out that I'm about to make a mistake, I tell them, "Good advice, but I have my own plan." (By "them" I mean other people. I don't usually answer the voices in my head . . . O.K., well, at least not very often.)
When my husband told me "Don't buy that [actual product name withheld so I don't look too stupid]. You always regret it when you get sucked in to those late night infomercials," of course I didn't listen.
But I knew this one was different. It was going to change my life! [That anonymous product] would work much better than the [similar unnamed product that I already own] that performs exactly the same task. My family and all the animals would sing my praises for investing in this wonder product and . . .
O.K., it didn't exactly work like that. The demonstration on television made it seem so amazing, but let's just say that I'm "underwhelmed" with its performance here at home. We will definitely be taking them up on that 30-day satisfaction guarantee.
It's a classic scenario. You have a problem. Suddenly a solution presents itself and it's easy to convince yourself that this is that perfect answer. But is it? We run across similar situations in our family history. After years of searching you finally find someone who is a close fit with long lost Great-grandpa Joe Schmo. How do you make sure you have the right Joe Schmo? Let's take a look.
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