Week Ending
This week has come and is almost gone. I have found myself having a stay-cation with my Queen and pondering what it would be like not to have to work. Don't we all get that way the last few days before returning to work? I hope I am not alone.
It has been a good week. I have taken on small projects one by one. I know there are still projects out there that I can or should do, but I just did not find the desire. This worries me. What will I do when retirement age comes? Will there be enough motivation to get those projects done?
The Queen and I routinely talk about this subject. She would love to quit working because there are so many other things she could do. I on the other hand worry about what I would do. One good week off and I am getting bored. I have a hard time forcing myself not to going back to the office, not checking in on work via email, or just picking up a few extra hours. Without really going anywhere to distract me from the office, I have done pretty well this week.
I have only gone into the office once, at the Queen's request, and I did not ever leave the lobby area. I did not even go to my desk. I have only found myself in front of the television twice. That was my boredom monitor. I knew it was time to start thinking about going back to work when I sat down to watch TV.
On one of our day trips, we were drove through several small communities that seemed to be in the middle of no where. Between each of those communities, there were stretches of country where we only saw signs of life every 5 to 10 miles. Every time I drive through an area like this, I wonder how they do it. I think of the advantages of being so isolated. Sometimes the romantic adventurer inside of me thinks it would peaceful and challenging at the same time to live in such conditions. I find myself dreaming of things i could do to support myself in such an environment.
I can't keep a garden a live for more than a week, let alone a farm. I have no idea how to raise cattle, sheep, horses, chickens, turkeys or pig. I don't have an old pick-up truck. I have never pulled a trailer behind a vehicle, let alone backed it up. Would this be the challenge that would keep me going? Could I learn some of these new tricks at my age? Would it be as romantic and adventurous as I imagine?
I guess I will keep dreaming. There was lots of land for sale. That is when I realized, I have to have money to take on such an adventure. I have to go back to the office so I can pay for my current adventure. There really is no sense in dreaming about the next one, until this one is finished and paid for. Thanks for dreaming with me or at least reading while I dreamed.
It has been a good week. I have taken on small projects one by one. I know there are still projects out there that I can or should do, but I just did not find the desire. This worries me. What will I do when retirement age comes? Will there be enough motivation to get those projects done?
The Queen and I routinely talk about this subject. She would love to quit working because there are so many other things she could do. I on the other hand worry about what I would do. One good week off and I am getting bored. I have a hard time forcing myself not to going back to the office, not checking in on work via email, or just picking up a few extra hours. Without really going anywhere to distract me from the office, I have done pretty well this week.
I have only gone into the office once, at the Queen's request, and I did not ever leave the lobby area. I did not even go to my desk. I have only found myself in front of the television twice. That was my boredom monitor. I knew it was time to start thinking about going back to work when I sat down to watch TV.
On one of our day trips, we were drove through several small communities that seemed to be in the middle of no where. Between each of those communities, there were stretches of country where we only saw signs of life every 5 to 10 miles. Every time I drive through an area like this, I wonder how they do it. I think of the advantages of being so isolated. Sometimes the romantic adventurer inside of me thinks it would peaceful and challenging at the same time to live in such conditions. I find myself dreaming of things i could do to support myself in such an environment.
I can't keep a garden a live for more than a week, let alone a farm. I have no idea how to raise cattle, sheep, horses, chickens, turkeys or pig. I don't have an old pick-up truck. I have never pulled a trailer behind a vehicle, let alone backed it up. Would this be the challenge that would keep me going? Could I learn some of these new tricks at my age? Would it be as romantic and adventurous as I imagine?
I guess I will keep dreaming. There was lots of land for sale. That is when I realized, I have to have money to take on such an adventure. I have to go back to the office so I can pay for my current adventure. There really is no sense in dreaming about the next one, until this one is finished and paid for. Thanks for dreaming with me or at least reading while I dreamed.
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