I can't remember where I read this recently (hmm, was it an article in a magazine?), but
someone, somewhere suggested evaluating a decision by thinking about how you would feel about the results ten days from now, ten months from now, and ten years from now. (
Edited to add: It was an article in the September issue of Oprah's magazine, and it's actually supposed to be ten
minutes, ten days and ten years.)
So . . . if I decided to go back into karate, paying my tuition by cleaning the dojo . . .
( Ten days from now )( Ten months from now )( Ten years from now )This is an interesting thought exercise.
mayakda raised a good question: if I am going to do this, what will I take the time from? Well, the first thought is "sleep," which probably isn't wise. Realistically, however, it would probably be taken from "time I spend in front of the computer." Which isn't writing time, as I am not writing at all now, but "time trolling through websites." It might be a good thing to cut back on that sort of thing anyway.
mayakda and others have also realistically asked, couldn't you find another, cheaper dojo which doesn't use long-term contracts? Well, perhaps I could. But we
like this dojo. It is close and convenient. The teachers are really great, and we've been studying here for years. I'm not keen on going to find another dojo which is farther away and starting all over again. And our next door neighbor's daughter is also working towards her black belt, and that means
car-pooling, which is a big, big help.
Upon looking over my responses here, it looks as though I am leaning towards doing it. I can't help but be reminded of how much I agonized over my decision about quitting graduate school. It feels like there were some of the similar dynamics (oh, I can't afford to continue). And ten years later, yes, it still stings that I gave up and never got that degree.
I also think of that classic letter to Ann Landers by someone who wrote because he was having difficulty deciding whether or not to go to medical school. "If I go to medical school, I'd be fifty years old by the time I finished, seven years from now." Ann replied, "And how old would you be in seven years if you
hadn't gone to medical school? You'd still be fifty years old--except without the degree."
Edited to add again: There is another sensei that I think I should speak with to ask her about her experience. She, too, got her black belt right before age fifty, and she financed her studies partly by cleaning the dojo, since her kids were studying, too, and they couldn't afford to pay tuition for all of them. She's a second degree now. I think I will ask her about how she felt about it.