There is a land called Indecision, and I am their Queen.

How many of you guys have checked out our wedding photos at Judith Pavlik's website? Really, how many? BE HONEST.

I'm guessing not too many people have actually gone online to look at the photos. They probably figure they'll see the majority of them up in our home or in our wedding album...which would make sense if we ever had people over to our home. Which we don't. Because it is STILL a disaster from the post-wedding tornado of crazy. And I really don't want people to see that.

Anyway. So there's like 500 photos up on her website, divided into four albums: Getting Ready, At The Church, Formals, and Reception. 500 photos, in case you didn't already know, is a darn lot of photos! I have been going through them daily, since she posted them on her site three weeks ago, and Clint and I finally chose 125 photos that we would like to have.

I should clarify that by "Clint and I," I really mean "I spent weeks going through them and picking 80 that I couldn't live without, and then Clint and I sat down to pick out the remaining 45-ish." That part took awhile. I mean, how do you pick 125 photos out of 500?? There are the blatantly obvious ones, the ones that you just can't live without. There are the awesome action shots, the important wedding event shots, and the funny shots. And even then, we were digging to fill that 125 quota. Not because they were terrible photos, but because they ALL WERE GOOD. Except the ones that were a close-up on my face. Not pretty.

And I thought the hard part was over when we picked out the 125 that we wanted, but oh, no. Not even close. Now we get to rank them by our 40 favorites, 20 second favorites, and 65 other prints. And 5 8X10 enlargements. The 40 favorites and 20 second favorites will be put into a custom photo book that Judy makes for us, and the others are prints we get to keep in a photo box and use however we would like.

Don't get me wrong, none of these feelings are toward our photographer, her work, or the package we chose. We are incredibly grateful/thankful/appreciative of everything she did for us. The problem is with ME. I am the worst decision-maker in the world. Maybe even in the universe. I could be a professional over-exaggerator, but don't you dare ask me to make a decision about what color shirt to wear or where to go to lunch.

Silly me, I thought the big decisions ended when the wedding planning did. But I am realizing that was just the tip of the iceberg!!