The ink dilemma

The cabinet at Oblation Papers and Press is filled beautiful glass bottles. Different shapes and sizes with drop dead beautiful colors of ink inside. Can I say they were delicious? They absolutely were. I was actually there to buy just one but I couldn't bring myself to decide between the two inks I had narrowed my choice down to (one from France, one from Japan). Both were BEAUTIFUL. Had I won the lottery (that I keep forgetting to even buy a ticket for) I would literally buy one of each all the beautiful inks in the cabinet. Since that's not the case, I was waffling over which one to take home today. Ric said buy both. Not being an impulsive type person I had to pause to think about it so I asked the clerk to hold the two bottles behind the counter so I could look around the store since I still had 40 minutes on the parking meter. That should be adequate time for me to weigh the pros and cons of buying both. But I know myself, I would have tortured myself later over being utterly ridiculous for not just buying both, saving myself a future annoying drive in to Portland with next to impossible parking for one bottle of ink of all things. I can't begin to count how many times I've repeated this pattern. 

I did something different today. 

 I bought both.