Wednesday, 16 June 2010
Mid Life Crisis
I need to let rip, otherwise I may be too old to do so.
I could buy a Ferrari, but I’m not really into cars. A car for me has always been about getting from A to B without breaking down.
I’ve considered a change of job, but I really can’t think of anything I want to do more. I don’t think I’d qualify as a wine taster with my indiscriminate taste. Any way I like working for myself - I can give myself half days off and I can change my job description to suit my mood.
I could buy myself some heavy jewellery, but that really does remind me of medallion man and hairy chests from the 70s. Not that I have a hairy chest, nor am I a man last time I looked; but it's all very ostentatious. Not really me.
I’m pretty confident I could get a bit on the side, but I imagine after a few months it would be like having two partners. Why would I inflict that on myself?
If I didn't have responsibilities I think I'd sell up, get a back pack and travel light for the rest of my life. Can't take it with you after all. Without the people I love around me though, I'd be very lost.
Perhaps I'll look more seriously into keeping chickens or bees. Or do more gardening. Not exactly letting rip though. I'm going to go shopping on Saturday... let's see what I come back with.