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Need to dump my brain... been dumping it for a few hours but I just need to get it all out so I can get to work.
Me. A yacht broker. Never even considered it until.. four days ago. Now... I'm going to be one. I just... I'm speechless. And so so in whole love with this wonderful world and all its energies that are giving me what I want. Because I always get what I want. And yes that's perception bias but fuck that.
It just feels so right. I can't think of a down side. I can't think of anything with this profession that I can't conquer. That I can't learn. The CEO said... the qualities that people need are just persistence.. and friendliness.. and. Man.
Each and every opportunity I think of gets closer and closer to what I want. Is this the ultimate dream job? Even if it isn't it's entirely in the direction I want to go. I want to work for myself. I want to work on the ocean. I want to work on boats. I can just get a marine science job working in a wet lab. I can just get an engineer job on board. I can just deliver yachts. I can just teach yoga on deck. Or I can go on hundreds of different boats and meet hundreds of successful people and make a boatload of cash.
Which is the only part that does concern me. How will making six figures affect me? Will I feel guilty? Will I have the time to give back? I'm sure I will. If not I'll carve it out.
It's not an easy job. But it's a job that I can do for hours and hours. Boats. I love boats.
Ocean, my darling, I'm coming back to you. I'm making sure that whatever I do, I'll always be by your side. I've been so sad without you in my life every day. Just seeing you on weekends isn't enough. We got married a long time ago. These two years have just been a vacation. I'm coming back to you now. And I'm going to decorate you with so many pretty things.
The last step to figure out is still where exactly I'll be in the fall. Part of me wants to be home. A lot of me doesn't. I like my Florida sailing life. If I get the virtual school gig I can still fly down all the time. It'd be less than rent. I already figured that out.
It's time to bring out the big toys. It's time to get to being a big girl. Take your last hits because this is it.
Nothing has made more sense than this does. I've been loving the world of wealth ever since I realized that what I grew up thinking - that everyone with money is an over-consuming crook - that's all wrong. I vote with my dollars. I don't have to buy things that are bad for the world. But money is power. Money isn't happiness. I'm already happy. But money will allow me to give so much back. I mean what do I really need? How much?
And then I wonder... well what about this having a family thing that my human instincts tell me about. Part of me doesn't want that. I want to give back to bigger things. But I want to raise the future of this planet the right way. With the right attitudes.
I'm so in awe.
I'm so grateful for this opportunity to come to me. In the typical way my life does. Hard and fast. Good things always come to be right when I need them.
God was holding out for this.
I'm going to be a yacht broker. Yachtie B. That's me.
Me. A yacht broker. Never even considered it until.. four days ago. Now... I'm going to be one. I just... I'm speechless. And so so in whole love with this wonderful world and all its energies that are giving me what I want. Because I always get what I want. And yes that's perception bias but fuck that.
It just feels so right. I can't think of a down side. I can't think of anything with this profession that I can't conquer. That I can't learn. The CEO said... the qualities that people need are just persistence.. and friendliness.. and. Man.
Each and every opportunity I think of gets closer and closer to what I want. Is this the ultimate dream job? Even if it isn't it's entirely in the direction I want to go. I want to work for myself. I want to work on the ocean. I want to work on boats. I can just get a marine science job working in a wet lab. I can just get an engineer job on board. I can just deliver yachts. I can just teach yoga on deck. Or I can go on hundreds of different boats and meet hundreds of successful people and make a boatload of cash.
Which is the only part that does concern me. How will making six figures affect me? Will I feel guilty? Will I have the time to give back? I'm sure I will. If not I'll carve it out.
It's not an easy job. But it's a job that I can do for hours and hours. Boats. I love boats.
Ocean, my darling, I'm coming back to you. I'm making sure that whatever I do, I'll always be by your side. I've been so sad without you in my life every day. Just seeing you on weekends isn't enough. We got married a long time ago. These two years have just been a vacation. I'm coming back to you now. And I'm going to decorate you with so many pretty things.
The last step to figure out is still where exactly I'll be in the fall. Part of me wants to be home. A lot of me doesn't. I like my Florida sailing life. If I get the virtual school gig I can still fly down all the time. It'd be less than rent. I already figured that out.
It's time to bring out the big toys. It's time to get to being a big girl. Take your last hits because this is it.
Nothing has made more sense than this does. I've been loving the world of wealth ever since I realized that what I grew up thinking - that everyone with money is an over-consuming crook - that's all wrong. I vote with my dollars. I don't have to buy things that are bad for the world. But money is power. Money isn't happiness. I'm already happy. But money will allow me to give so much back. I mean what do I really need? How much?
And then I wonder... well what about this having a family thing that my human instincts tell me about. Part of me doesn't want that. I want to give back to bigger things. But I want to raise the future of this planet the right way. With the right attitudes.
I'm so in awe.
I'm so grateful for this opportunity to come to me. In the typical way my life does. Hard and fast. Good things always come to be right when I need them.
God was holding out for this.
I'm going to be a yacht broker. Yachtie B. That's me.