Life is One Big Negotiation

That's what is seems like at this point. I am either negotiating a price, a discount, a tutoring time, how many minutes before bath, how many books before bed, candy in exchange for getting in the pool. Negotiating leaves room for compromise and change I guess. In each negotiation and choice something is gained and lost (obvious comment I suppose). Do I choose what is best or most lucrative (i.e. volunteer tutor in Harlem or do conversation with a wealthy UES woman for beaucoup bucks?), what I want to do (see movies, go to the gym, run around like a maniac) or what I should do (breathe, take it easy blah blah blah). Taking it easy is for wimps. Not for me. I have few months before as M. says "our life is going to be really crazy with four kids." Soon I have less flexibility and fewer choices, so for now I will advocate for myself against the grain and do as much of whatever I feel like doing for whatever reasons I fancy and not worry too much about what people think. Just thinking out loud here.