I logged into my email yesterday to find these pictures of Vermont's first snow fall of the season that my Uncle sent me.



I must say that it brought a flood of memories and good times rushing back to me, and also made me think harder about what I'm doing and where I am. A huge part of me misses the mountains, but a huge part of me that's still developing and discovering who I am is perfectly content right where I am. It's the whole stuck between a rock and a hard place ordeal. I want to live on the beach, I want to live three feet from a ski areas chair lift, I'm a computer technician, I want to be a DJ, Architect, Real Estate Salesmen, Wiring Technician, Ski Tuner. I'm good at fixing computers, but it's getting boring, I'm extremely organized, I can sell almost anyone on anything, I loved wiring with my Dad, I'm at home in a ski shop, I want to build houses, I want to stop sitting at my desk, I want to do more with my hands, I think Manual Labor is great. So many things to decide, but at the same time I know I'm blessed that I have so many choices and decisions to make. It's a dilema, but it's a good one. Now if I could just go to the store and buy some motivation in a can.
Thanks for the pictures Larry, and thanks for keeping me in Vermont while I'm living on the beach. I owe ya.