Lady Leisure on a Yacht

It turns out I am going through a 1/4- 1/3rd life crisis. In less than two weeks, I’ll have my last day at my new Oil & Gas job and I’m headed to the beautiful British Virgin Islands to cook and clean on a chartered yacht. If you just said, “Wow”, you’re not alone. I would say about 95% of people I have told about this last minute adventure have had that same word slip out of their bewildered looking mouths. I can’t say I didn’t think it once or twice myself. Sometimes I can’t believe it’s happening.

You might be wondering, “Why you?” Popular question; my Mom posed the same one. Thanks Mom, it’s a wonder I have any self-esteem at all . . .

Without asking the Captain of the yacht, I can’t give you a definite answer of why I was chosen. I can only provide my take on the situation. If you have been following my blog at all, you know I like being a housewife and in my opinion, I’m a great one. The yacht adventure gives me the opportunity to pursue this and of course, the wonderful climate doesn’t hurt. I am not a risk-taker; I have always been very calculated in making all of my life decisions. That’s a good thing, but taking this leap could mean an even greater future.  Yesterday, my doctor told me, “You never hear older people complaining about doing too much travelling in their younger days, they are always saying they wish they’d have done more.”

I think this is a big reason why I’m leaving my fiance, friends, family, and job to pursue this new experience. I’ve never done that one big, once-in-a-lifetime thing just for myself. Some may view it as selfish, but this is something that could change my life in a very positive way.

And the other reason I’m going? To get away from this awful thing they call the “Rat Race”. Afterall, I AM Lady Leisure.

Snowshoes and Skidoos

Last post, I urged you to take the time to slow down. How did it feel?

That’s only the tip of the iceberg.

When I told myself to slow down, a lot of other thoughts flooded my mind.

Living on an acreage outside the city and working in a busy industrial area don’t mesh well. They aren’t exactly chocolate fondue. I go from slow to the speed of light in 25 minutes. I often think there HAS to be a way for me to work from home. To lead this simple life that will take me away from the naysayers and the Lightning McQueens, but still be able to live comfortably.

This winter hit us like a wrecking ball. The snow is over my head and it’s not even half over. I have to travel a major highway on my commute and ice has been an issue all season. Have you ever tried driving on an outdoor skating rink? It sucks! If you could drive up next to me with your window rolled down, you could probably hear me constantly praising my studded winter tires for saving my life (somewhere in the middle of me cursing Jacked up Truck Guy tailgating the sh*t out of me and shining his LED headlights in my back window).

As I people watch and overhear conversations, the dominant theme I’ve been hearing is, “Why?”

“Why us?” “Why doesn’t this awful weather stop?” “Why do we live here, why can’t we leave?”

And the logical mind tells us we cannot leave because: we have responsibilities, we need the money, our friends are here, WE ARE COMFORTABLE.

But wait, comfortable? That doesn’t mean we are happy. It doesn’t mean change will make us UNcomfortable.

Risk taking is in everyone’s veins – more in some than others, but we all have the courage to take the leaps of faith and change what is bringing us down. In my case, it’s speed. It’s technology. It’s global warming. That may seem like quite the barrier, but let’s break it down.

Yesterday, we decided to slow down, even just a little bit for a little while. It’s a start. We battled technology by putting it at rest and trying our hand at the “Cyber Praise”. There are many other things that could change here, but for now, let’s tackle global warming.

Wow- now that’s some subject matter! Something we can debate forever. Is it real? Did we humans ruin our planet and climate? Probably, but what’s important right now is how to put my helmet on, keep my head down, and charge at it. Slowly, of course.

Wouldnt it be something to ditch our trucks, throw on our snowshoes, and hit the backyard to hunt and gather. Or create a self-sustaining homestead. What if these were an option? How many of us would seize the opportunity to get away from speed? To wean ourselves off the technological mess that has been engrained in our being.

Im going to hop on my Skidoo and ride off into the sunset. A couple of miles into the woods is my new home- a cabin built and powered by sturdy hands and a wood stove.

This is my dream. You may call it silly and I’m sure not all your thoughts seem logical or as possible as they could be. Dreams are not always fairytales or myths. You can reach them.

Make small changes each day.

Follow your heart and your gut.

Maybe today is a tough one, but never let your dreams out of sight.

Push for it- work alongside a trusty partner.

Do these things and you might see some progress towards your equivalent of Snowshoes and Skidoos.

True North Fast and “Me”

Canada- the true North strong and free. Free to rush about everyday life and strong enough to push everyone else to rush until they snap.     

It is true; we are free from wrongful imprisonment and a corrupt governing body. But, some things have a strong grip on us and they are going to keep on squeezing. That’s right- they are technology and urgent haste. This isn’t meant to be an anti-technology rant, just an indication that I’m starting to open my eyes on my world– OUR world, and it isn’t pretty. 

Being a grassroots Albertan, I haven’t travelled much across Canada, so I can’t speak for  other provinces but if I had to guess I would think they are suffering similar to us. In Alberta, we rely heavily on our natural resources. We thrive on oil production and the more quickly this can be managed, the better. 

If we need to get somewhere, we drive  our jacked up trucks and SUVs. We check our hundreds of daily emails in our trucks on our mini computers that never leave our icy grips. 

We not only push our own limits, but those of the opposing party – the bad guys- the people getting in the way of us achieving our manic, hurried dreams. We tailgate, cyber bully, throw everyone else under the bus, because, it’s about me, me, ME! Not you, that’s ridiculous!

An expression my mother used when I was young often comes to mind, “It’s my way or the highway.” We are now taking this to heart. Pushing our own agendas and doing it today– right this instant. If you don’t like it, tough, and while you’re not liking it, we’re going to call you names. We will reject your opposing or even similar ideas; online and behind some sort of screen. 

Hiding behind a screen is like sticking your tongue out behind the opposition’s back and calling them names inside your head. Except, this never caused harm to the opposition.

Look what technology has done to our communication strategies! It gives us a direct route to express what should be hidden deep in our thoughts. Those receiving the communication have the opportunity to receive it instantly. You’ve guessed it – on their phones! Text messaging, email, Facebook, Twitter, Snap Chat, the list continues to grow. 

If the electromagnetic frequency wasn’t stressing our bodies enough, add the mindless drivel from hurried gamer thumbs.

Today, I urge you to slow down. Turn the ringer off, or maybe even tuck your phone away for a few hours. 

Add another car length between you and the guy in front of you. 

Cyber PRAISE a stranger or a friend. 

Maybe even stick out your tongue in your hand behind someone’s back. 

As long as you are doing something to slow that train down. It will feel good, I promise. 

Follow me, and next time you will find out my hopes and dreams for a much slower and more simple future.