Do you have lessons or material from high school or college that
you still remember to this day even though it is so trivial at the time
or even now? One of those things for me, was learning how to do a
decision tree in grad school.
It was part of our Statistics class my
first semester, and while the class was kind of boring, the tests were
fun because you had all week to work through a particular scenario.
There were 4-5 different scenarios handed out in class, and you could
group up and work together. One of those tests involved making a
decision tree in Excel, which is essentially like a big tree diagram
that use a ton of "if" statements. "If X happens then Y", "If X doesn't
happen, then Z". You get the idea. Well, it got to the point where I had
used so may "if" functions in Excel that my computer just crashed. Like
blue screen of death, crashed. Maybe I hit some weird sequence of keys
that was a secret self destruct code for my computer. Or maybe it got so
fed up with making all these decisions that it just shut down.
I tell you this story for 2 reasons. First, to weed out
anyone who only thinks this post is going to be about statistics. But
mainly to make the point that life is metaphorical a decision tree.
There are so many decision we make on a day to day basis, but its hard
to see the affect they have on your life. Or sometimes you just need a
little perspective.
Tomorrow I get to marry the love of my life. But several different decisions 7 years ago could have changed all of that.
For instance, if I had decided to sit somewhere else in my marketing class would I have ever met Derrick, one of B's best friends?
Or, what if I had never introduced Derrick to my friend
Mallory who ended up dating? If they had never gotten together, Mallory
wouldn't have brought Derrick and his friend, B, to one of our sorority
functions.
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A picture from the night B and I met. No pictures of us together, but all of these girls will be at our wedding, except Christina (second from the right). She just has a baby two weeks ago, so I think she has a good excuse. |
After Mallory and Derrick broke up, I remained friends
with Derrick and even decided to work the same shift in the computer lab
as him. Almost every week, B, would come by and wait for Derrick to get
off work and kill time by bugging me.
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First picture of B and I together, December 2006. At the time, neither of us were interested in the other. |
Those random conversations led a friendship that made
him the first person I called when I had half a keg left over after a
graduation party. Because of that, it lead to a Facebook conversation
that eventually transitioned to AIM conversations, which eventually
transitioned into phone converstaions.
For a year after graduation we stayed in touch, despite
him living in Charlotte and me in Houston. There was one weekend
(Memorial Day weekend) where we were both going to be in Dallas, and I
told myself that if he doesn't make the effort to see me I would stop
talking to him. At 11:00pm on that Sunday he called and we hung out for
the first time since college.
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August 2008 - A super awkward picture of B and I on our first date in Houston. |
In August of that year, I made the decision that I
wanted to visit him to see if "there was anything there". Instead he
made the decision to come to Houston. After that visit we became
"official".
2 years later, I made the decision to go to grad school
in Dallas and he made the decision to transfer his job to Dallas. For
the first time since college we were actually living in the same place.
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Our first New Year's Eve in the same city! |
I feel like any one of those decisions could have gone
the other way. I could have decided to sit on the other side of the room
and never have met Derrick to introduce to Mallory who would introduce
me to B. Or I could have chosen to give the keg so some other guy, who
wouldn't have been so kind to write me a thank you note on Facebook. Or I
could have given up on B and found some other guy that was more
conveniently located. Or we could have decided that neither one of us
was worth the move.
So many random decisions, who knew they would all be so important?