I'm not known for my decision-making skills. I joke with Greg that he's lucky that the one thing I haven't been wishy-washy about is him (and even that isn't completely true, if you know our early dating history...BUT once I knew it was HIM, I haven't reconsidered-wavered-questioned even once.) In the last few days I've had too many decisions buzzing around my head that even the most mundane decisions have seemed monumental. I dialed the cable company and hung up three times because I just didn't want to decide. Which plan for our new house? How many channels? Cable or satellite? Should we even have cable? I still haven't finished the deal.