Stalled.

[learnteach]

Third week of January. Fourth? Third. Whatever. Not getting out of house much. After a fabulous lunch/coffee up near the airport, I came back on 280, and poked down the side streets by Crystal Springs Res. and tried to hit some stores in Pala Olto (closed on Mondays.)

Went and talked with my Mom, who floored me. After asking about progress, and listening carefully to my detailed listing of what's up, she told me she'd fund the teacher's certificate if I wanted that.

Wow. Just...wow. That's like $20K, minimum...at Santa Clara. Wow.

I don't need her to fund it, I just need to either go for it, or go back into the sales game with the intent to win. And I can't decide which.

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[anthraxia.livejournal.com]

"And I can't decide which"

A man took a walk on a path through the woods, and lo, he came to a fork in the road. The left path was clear and in sunshine, but the road itself was rocky and rutted. The right path was enshrouded with overhanging trees, and seemed gloomy, but the road itself was smooth and easy to walk upon.

And looking at the fork in the road, the man said
"Why can't I have a knife instead to cut through all this decision making shit?"

But in a slightly more useful vein - which decision is the one you are most likely to look back on in 20 years time and say "man, I wish I'd done that" if you don't take it?