Things ought to be easy I think.
Not all the time, but at the times when we’re discerning, choosing a way forward. If it isn’t easy, it’s probably not the way forward. 

I’ve been slamming my head against a wall for the past year and a half, thinking it was a path forward when it was just a wall. 

Today I had a call with an organization designed purely to help small education programs work. They told me about a class they offer with panel discussions with the varous licensors and organizers I’ll have to get familiar with. They told me about how it’ll help me go through the process and that I’ll end up with a business plan and what not. Not stuff that felt particularly hard, but the accountability seemed important or at least helpful. Then they told me that if I do all of this work they’ll pay me $5,000. The fact that the class was free was kind enough I thought. But I’ll take the money, I pay my taxes, afterall. 

The state of Vermont very clearly has a strong need and desire for more childcare, these programs would not exist if this were not the case. 

The ease of this process, or the relative ease, has been helpful for the bushwacking. It feels clear which way is a route and which way is a wall.