So, I retired once. It was more than ten years ago, and I’m still working my butt off. Figuratively, of course, as I’m fairly certain it’s a real challenge to work without a butt. Don’t worry, it’s a good thing. Not that I don’t think about my second retirement all the time. I retired from active duty service in the Navy in 2005, but have continued to work as a Navy communicator on the Washington Navy Yard. It’s a good, meaningful job with some really smart people. But as always, I have plans to retire again. So, what are they? I have a standard, smartasstic three-option answer: 1) Move to Italy and day trade. 2) Move aboard a boat and write books. Or 3) Test margaritas in a hammock factory.
I’ve used this line for years. If you know me, I’ve probably related it to you. At least once. It usually starts as a serious conversation and ends with a smile.
So last year, as I’m cruising online and dreaming about sailing and writing, I check out Hugh Howey’s site. And of course, you know what I see, a guy who is buying a boat and moving aboard to write books. I guess more accurately he was having one made. Hey, wait a minute. You can’t do that. That was my idea!
Hugh has taken option #2.
So, I’m happy for him. Kind of. If for no other reason than to demonstrate proof of concept.
He found gold, and he’s trying it out on a big cat.
Good work, Hugh. Congrats. I’ll be there shortly.
I’m just not there yet. I’ve got some writing to do. And some selling. And maybe even a bout with this thing called reality.
So maybe I’ll reconsider. Take a more grounded, realistic approach. Reexamine what I really want to do when I retire.
So, about that hammock factory…