There are many things in this world that I suck at, and President and CEO of that list is making decisions. Sure, if it's a big deal sort of decision, I'll figure out a path that works. However, if it's a minor sort of thing, I can't do it. Don't ask me where we should go for dinner. I DON'T KNOW. Don't ask me to decide if Enjoy the Silence or Down In It is the better song. I DON'T KNOW. Don't make me tell you whether you look better in the green shirt or the yellow shirt. I DON'T KNOW.

I DON'T KNOW.

This new house stuff is making those two brain cells responsible for making insignificant decisions psychotic. Just call them Larry and Curly because they are continuously bonking each other over the head with a baseball bat. Larry's all, "You decide, you moron." Curly is all, "Screw you. I ain't deciding nuttin'. Who you callin' a moron anyway?" Then they fall over each other trying to beat each other up. Neither one of them ever does anything useful like MAKE A DANG DECISION.

From what color to paint the walls to where to hang the dragonfly light fixture, I can't decide. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. In the weeks since we've gone under contract to buy the place, I have debated. Pondered. Shopped. Scoured magazines. Debated. Pondered. And not decided. I finally realized that there is one chief decision that needs to be made. If I can figure it out, all the rest of the pieces will kinda sorta maybe fall in place.

Oh, internet, help me figure it out.

The issue is this: I have too many choices for where to put the playroom. It's a ridiculous problem, and would very easily be solved if a giant tree would just fall on the house and render a few rooms useless. Since there are no trees anywhere in the vicinity, I think I'm stuck having to pick a room. Here is the rundown.

Choice #1--Bedroom 4: There are four bedrooms upstairs at the new house, and Alexis' future room is the larger of the two bedrooms at the end of the hall. Directly across from her room is a very tiny little bedroom. Pros: I would never, ever have to clean it because there would be no reason for anyone other than Alexis to ever see it. Cons: Not only is it tiny, it's also very secluded. It's at the furthest possible point from the rest of the house so Alexis could host a NKOTB reunion concert and I'd never know. That might also be considered a pro.

Choice #2--The Loft: The stairwell from the first floor to the second is very open and there is a decent-sized (10x15ish) room tucked above the dining room at the front of the house. Pros: The floor is not all that visible as you come up the stairs as you have to walk down a hallway to get to it. Thus, it would be OK if it were left messy, just so long as the mess didn't reach a height of, say, three or more feet. Cons: It's upstairs. I don't really like it when Alexis is on a different floor of the house than me. Also, I'm game for decorating the play room in the most obnoxious, kid-friendly way possible, and the fact that the room is 100% visible from the street might deter me from making it as crazy as I would like (also, the walls are visible from the front entrance and dining room--I would have to figure out how to transition from crazy to tasteful in the midst of that very open space).

(The Loft is to the left of that half wall. Like I said, it's VERY open to the rest of the house.)

Choice #3--The Living Room: The house has a family room connected to the kitchen (all one big open room, really), but also has a formal living room. It's not visible from the kitchen and family room since it's down the hall, but it's not that far away. Pros: It's big. I'd say 15x15, at least. While it does face the street, I worry less about people being able to see into it because trees/landscaping will eventually make those windows less peeper friendly. Cons: There's a bathroom connected to it. The builder intended for it to be able to be used as a living room or first floor master suite, so it has its own full bathroom. Which better not get used. Ever. Or I will scream at somebody. Seriously, that bathroom is off limits. There are too many of them in that house, and that is the one that I am declaring forbidden. If the playroom is right there, Alexis will have easy access to it, and I might not be able to stop it. Three year olds and a forbidden bathroom sounds like a recipe for disaster.

Aaaaand, I think just writing that all out moved me closer to a decision. Maybe. OK, maybe not. Tell me, oh wise internets, what do you look for in a playroom? Secluded so you get silence? Nearby so you can monitor what is going on? Big? Small? HEEEELP!