The Hats, Haircuts, and Tattoos decision theory by James Clear
I recently learned about this theory from a random podcast where decisions are being categorized into hats, haircuts, and Tattoos.
- Hat: Try it on and if you don't like it, put it back and get another.
- Haircuts: You can fix a bad one, but it won't be quick, and you might look foolish for a while.
- Tattoos: Once you make it, you live with it.
This theory struck me for days as I began to evaluate how I make my life decisions. Things such as picking an outfit is definitely a hat. Literal haircuts, not to mention I've cut my hair at the shortest length, is in haircut category. And relationships are under the tattoo category. But when I looked at my friendship choices, I realized I've been categorizing them under haircut because i struggle with keeping in touch with old friends. So when one of my friends invited me for lunch, I made a conscious decision to say yes to these kinds of invitations and stay connected.
I was the first to arrive at the cafe. I ordered myself a cup of coffee for some wake up drink while waiting for the rest.
Then, when everyone arrived, we ordered some good food and even greater conversations.
Its amazing how my friends and I have evolved into different versions of ourselves as we navigate thru adulthood. Kate, the type who's always been a single tita, now has a boyfriend, which got everyone surprised. While Rjun recently broke up with his boyfriend. Marby got promoted a few months ago and decided to resign not long after to look for a less stressful job.
We also shared about the different wellness activities we are on. Some of us were really into meal preps and counting macros, while others are into serious running commitment whose goal is to run a full marathon. I shared my interest in yoga and we agreed to have a yoga session together next week.
To say the least, my Saturday was well spent. How was your weekend went?
I hope you're doing well.
That's it for today's blog. See you in my next one!
Sending some love and light
With love, Jane