Wishy washy

I am so wishy washy. Decision making has never been a strength of mine. I suppose it is because I am not opinionated about most things. That is not to say I do not have any opinions. I do not have enough energy to worry or have strong feelings about a lot of things. I think I would have been happy at all of my top picks for colleges. I like the city and the country. I like cats and dogs (although I can not be around cats anymore).
The wishy washiness is compounded by Mr. W. He is wishy washy too. For example, we are considering buying a house. We both know that jobs are not for a lifetime anymore, and there is a strong possibility that he will need a new one in the next few years. So it makes sense that we get a place that is also a reasonable commute to NYC. The market is so damn expensive, that we want to find something that we will want to stay in for a long time. Since the houses are obscenely expensive, it is depressing to see the pieces of crap that we will have to work a lifetime to finance. We can not decide if we want to live in one of the cool little towns here (with a tiny lot, but walking distance to the town and train)or live in a beautiful wooded lot 10 minutes north where we get a lot more for the money. Part of buying in my opinion is becoming part of a community which we have not been able to do yet.
I am not just wishy washy about this. I also want to plan a trip and tris this summer, and I just can not seem to figure it out. There are so many places I would like to go. I do not have a particular dream trip, so figuring it out is difficult! I know these are great problems to have, I am just annoyed that nothing is planned or figured out yet!