My generation is notoriously bad at making decisions. Why would I commit to your party when Facebook sends me invites every two minutes. We are the generation of maybes and forgotten RSVPs. I can see this trait in my relationships too. I want to jump and second guess. I have to remind myself that the shiny boy isn’t always the most worthy. I don’t want the newest guy in town. I want the best guy for me. I guess that is growing up huh?