After suggesting it yesterday evening, we decided to go sailing today.
Why not? There’s no worrying about crossover points, 401ks, or so-called passive income, or about how to be awesome or extreme or productive or whatever, or about resumes, how to kick ass, keep up, or how to tread water in quicksand and figure out how to be even more employed.
I will just be trying to gauge the direction of the wind and try to adjust the sails and tiller accordingly. I will probably be checking the time once or twice. If I check it twice, a few hours will have passed in between without me even noticing.
I feel my blood pressure dropping already. I almost feel like it’s not fair that I don’t have to wait to do this until I’m 59.5. I try not to worry about that too much though