Day 10: New location, new livelihood, new life
|" If you HAD to chose another place to live, where would it be and what can you see yourself doing there?"
Ahh...my escape fantasy. I often dream about a new location, a new livelihood and an "improved life". My twenties were spent moving across the states in 6 month to 1 year increments. Now I have been in the same place for 16 years and I regularly engage in a mental escape.
My new home would be some place tropical. I am not picky about the location and am sure to be happy in Tahiti, Bora Bora, Virgin Islands or Hawaii. Give me sun and surf...a beach, a tan, salt water and an unlimited amount of sun provided Vitamin D. It's not just the weather that draws me in, it's also the attitude. Seems to me this tropical lifestyle would be simplier, calmer and at a much slower pace.
I would happily give up all the "stuff" cluttering my life right now. Good bye money pit of a house...so long gas guzzling cars...off to GoodWill those closets of clothes and shoes...adios social climbing friends...catch you later stress induced job. A small place on the beach, a pair of flip flops, a bikini and I am happy! Well actually I will need a bike, coffee pot, wine opener plus bottles and probaby some chocolate....but in general I would be happy .
I could potentially keep the job I have and work remotely, however I doubt that the tropics have the kind of online access and webx abilities needed so maybe I would switch to painting rocks on the beach and selling them. Possibly bartend or sell water sports equipment on the beach. I would definitely write. Try to get a job blogging, ghost writing, magazine submissions or maybe even write that book. Can't believe I would need that much money to survive in my new simplified life.
My typical day would start with a swim in the ocean or a bike ride on th beach. Come home, shower, have my coffee, read the paper (most likely the Times or WSJ so I know what I am missing living in paradise). Then I would write until noon and off to the beach which is where I would be working. Hang there until about 6, pick up some fresh groceries, welcome my husband home from his real job and sit on the beach having our dinner and wine.
Ok I better stop this entry before I grab my suitcase and credit card and rush to the airport.
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