Where are you...

Can you say indecisive? I am the girl who will have two pairs of shoes in front of me, both gorgeous to choose from and will wish that I could genie blink myself back to childhood so my mom with make the decision for me. How on earth am I going to narrow down 93 applicants to a handful of people to interview and then know that I am choosing the right person for the job? Mooooom, where are you when I need you?