Next year...

Do you ever wonder about where you'll be this time next year? I could never have imagined at this point last year that I'd have a book out there. Kind of makes me wonder what will be going on at this time next year. All good things, I hope! Sometimes I get this huge urge to go and shake things up a bit. And that's actually kind of weird thing for me. As most people who know me will tell you, I like things to stay the same. I used to blame that on moving so much as a kid. But now, I think I would have been like that anyway. I like routine, sameness. It's comforting to me. Heck, I order the same meals at the same restaurants every time we go. But sometimes I do get this almost irresistable urge to change things up.

For example...a few months ago, a family member brought to my husband's attention that a bed and breakfast that the family member had stayed in was for sale. The B&B is in Hawaii. I LOVE Hawaii (though I protested intensely the vacation there last year -- I am so not good with change, even the really wonderful kind that I enjoyed once I let myself). Though we didn't seriously consider it at the time, I've often wondered what that would be like. To pick up and move and start a new life some place where you've always wanted to live, instead of where your job or life demands. I'm sure that running a b&b is a LOT of hard work. But can you imagine? Waking up every morning to tropical birds sqwauking. The sound of the ocean nearby. 75 degrees and sunny all year round. The worst you'd have to do is deal with cranky customers. Couldn't be any worse than some of the other people I've dealt with in the years I've been working. But can you just imagine...trading it all in, not for a perfect life, but a different life? I can see myself sitting in a cabana (spelling?), writing on my AlphaSmart...*sigh*.

But we'll never do it. At least not that way. If we move someplace far away, it will be both a planned and measured move. Which is the best way to to do it. I'd probably hate the change anyway, at least until I got used to it. Real life is never as perfect as fantasy. And moving sucks, no matter how cool the location you're going to. But still...can you imagine? The freedom of doing something just because you want to. And it's not a completely foolish idea, but not an entirely practical one either. Sometimes I think we fill our lives so full with the practical and pragmatic, we slowly edge the fun out of our lives. It's all about being responsible adults. Shoot, I'd rather be a B&B owner in Hawaii, I think. : )

Talk to you tomorrow!