Letting the wheel decide for us

I was standing in front of the open fridge for the third time, just staring. My partner and the kids were waiting in the living room, and the question of what to do tonight was hanging in the air, heavy with the potential for debate.

The quiet hum of indecision

It wasn't a big decision, really. It was just one of those small, endless family choices that can somehow take up so much space. I could feel the energy starting to shift from anticipation to that low-grade frustration of not being able to pick.Someone would suggest a movie, then someone else would counter with a board game, and we'd just ping-pong like that until the moment felt stale. I didn't want to be the decider, and I didn't want to think about it anymore.

A different kind of relief

So I pulled up the random name picker on my phone. It felt less like a tool and more like handing the reins to a neutral third party. There was a collective, almost relieved, exhale when I suggested we just put all the options in and let it choose.We typed in the possibilities, the silly ones and the serious ones. The act of listing them out, without arguing for any, was its own kind of peace. It took the weight off, the weight of having to be right or make everyone happy.I tapped the spin button. For a few seconds, we all just watched the wheel turn, a little mesmerized. The outcome didn't matter as much as the fact that the thinking part was finally over.