Sometimes I make myself laugh. I mean, really? No posts since June 2014?
Some vision, eh? Whatever. I’m going to leave that post there in hopes somebody else gets a good laugh from it someday.
But yeah, I do have plans and dreams and visions (that aren’t quite as bad when I eat pizza 30 minutes before I go to bed). But I’m not normal.
Normal kind of sucks anyway and my main goal is to help encourage you to not succumb to normal. Not only does it suck (I already said that, didn’t I?) but it’s overrated. And underrated.
My youngest daughter was born when I was 48 years old. She turns 11 this year. So what does that make me? Old? LOL…
Nah, I’m just weird. And different. And when I should be sitting at home and going to work until I turn 70 or so (to take care of my much younger wife), I don’t want to do that. Job is boring and routine.
So I’m going to do something about that. I’m not sure what just yet but I do know the “why”.
My life has been un-ordinary for a long time. Army. Living in Germany (I’m an American). Doing dumb stuff. Making lots of money and then spending it (that was fun!). But seven years ago I thought we were ready to settle down so we bought a huge house, filled it with crap, and prepared to spend the rest of our lives in one spot.
Spending the rest of your life in one spot isn’t for us.
So we want to sell the house as soon as I can get some income coming in that doesn’t require me to drive to the office every day. I call it “time and location freedom”.
We might move to the ocean. We might buy an RV and live everywhere, just not for very long in one place. We might go back to Europe. If it were up to me I’d sell the house, buy an RV, throw the kids in the back, and hit the road.
Of course, it’s not totally up to me. Hi, Wife!
So yeah laugh at me. I do it all the time.
It’s the only appropriate response to an old fool that is about to throw caution to the wind and see where the world takes me.
UPDATE: I wrote the above six months ago and haven’t looked at it since. I was thinking about the same things today. One of two things is true:
- I’m insane and can’t get insane thoughts out of my head.
- It’s something I’m supposed to do. Or it’s a lot of things I’m supposed to do. Like, write a blog and change stuff.
- All of the above.
- I can’t count.
- I can count but I’m too lazy to fix my mistakes.
Either way (can you say “either’ when you have more than two choices?), I’m going to publish this.