question answeredish
This one was oddly tough to write...
*Editors note: I started to write this a week ago and then when I went to finish it yesterday I got got. Food poisoned. Knowing that no more than six strides away from a toilet will be a problem food poisoned. I have spent the last 18 hours in a constant state of evacuation and other than feeling a little weak I am all good. I know exactly what got me as well. In college my Grandma taught me a wives tale about speaking a list of the last things you consumed and your brain will stumble on the offender. Next time your in this kind of trouble try it, oddly works. Warning; do not attempt this whilst still in the grip of the troubles. It will lead to double sided dry heaves. Just trust me on this one. The offender by the way… Airport lounge Swedish meatballs. Anything you’re thinking I’ve told my self over the last day and when I feel better maybe I’ll tell the why behind that terrible decision but for now I need to finish this and go get some Gatorade.
I get a lot of questions about work especially as a number of my friends can see the goal line of retirement and are attempting to slow down. Unlike most of them my life took a detour four years ago and I needed to do some recalculating. First up is a bunch of questions rolled into one. When people ask me in different ways about all of the travel and why all the travel and aren’t I sick of the travel they are basically asking why I am working so hard. The simple answer is that Ive got some ground to make up.
My biggest fear is becoming a burden to anyone. My base nature is to be the one who helps not the helped and asking or requiring said same makes me deeply uncomfortable. With that in mind I have roughly ten years to attain a financial spot where I will only need to rely on myself. This current job and company provide my best shot at completing that quest so they are getting my all in return. Nothing more complicated than a resource grab. My talents are currently in demand so I need to make hay while the sun is shining.
I also would struggle with full time retirement. I like solving problems and I require frequent human interaction to survive. I have no hobbies that I love enough to do them all day. Everything I love to do has a clock on it. Reading, two hours… Golf, 14 holes.. Even watching movies or binging something times out at around 3 hours. My brain requires variety.
I obviously had bigger plans for this post but my weakened state is winning out. I think along with my liquid refreshment I might risk a plain bagel to test the pre-Thanksgiving meal digestive status. Wish me luck.