I'm choppily making my way through
The 4 Hour Work Week. Interesting enough concept. It's not about how to get rich slowly or quickly, or even really how to live richly. He believes there's no point being rich if you're already doing what you want (if that means spending lots of money, then, sure you should try getting rich). He talks about the New Rich who earn not so much more money, but earn it quickly enough that they have more free time than the rest of us drudges.
And then they spend months travelling or surfing or sailing and then come back and work some more. Forget a pension plan. He believes in having nothing to retire from--just alternate periods of recreation with fiscal productivity. That's a plan that might change once he gets older (or I get further in the book) since there's surely a time where the cycle is too taxing and you just gotta sit down.
I know a member of the New Rich--
ZT. He went on a world tour and never quite recovered. He comes back to SoCal, bunks with his brother, works a gig or two (he's in visual productions--sets and stuff) and then goes somewhere else. I look at him and think "Well, he financed the starting year with a house sale, and he has the perfect periodic job, and somewhere to bunk in the periods..." And then I resume jealousy.
I'd rather do than have, see. I have a decent job (for the moment) that's in a good pay bracket that's made having many of the things I've wanted easy enough (hush about the house). BMW's and bling might be pretty, but I'm not wired to be jealous that way. Sail around the world? I get a clenching hole in my stomach. Two months teaching SCUBA? It's been on my to do list since shortly after university.
My current gig ends at the end of August.
What would happen...what would I do if I weren't on this short choke chain of migraine? Dare I? I can't say, because I don't know if I'm only thinking this way because of the migraines. I'd like to think so, though. I'd like to take a risk, one that mixes things up.
But, you know, the job is good enough, and I need to maintain my permanent residence, and I should have savings, and...well, you know them all. Everything but family to take care of.
That may be a promise that needs making to myself. Do. Migraines are a reason not to, but once you're down to just excuses, do.