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Can't Decide or Say No

Gaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh...

I really dislike difficult conversations. 

I mean... it's really exciting...

When a neighbor 
asks out of the blue 
for you to tutor their daughter in math.

But then you find out...
she wants a VERY low rate.
*shakes head*

I don't work for the money, I promise!

But my time still has value
And those (value) are easier to work with
When you put a number or $$ in front of them.

Granted, she doesn't know that I graduated from my MBA, 
am starting a school, 
and am struggling with marketing in a real estate startup.

Ugh, but then again, their family is Muslim
and it'd be a great opportunity to witness to them.

But I have other things to do 
(other than writing this blog post)
that also forward the kingdom of God. 

Don't you hate questions with superlatives?

Which option is the BEST use of your time?

Um, I don't know!

How are you supposed to compare those things 
when you have no clue 
as to the results of those 
1 or 2 hours a week?

How do I know how much exactly I'm touching people's hearts?

How do you write an equation out to clearly define which answer is greater?

I DON'T KNOW!!!

X-|

Frustrated,
CJ
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