It's time for me to get a second job.
My time as docent/Charge D'affaires aboard HAWSEPIPER's Afloat Global HQ/Foundation for Enforced Celibacy has been unsatisfying. Plans are in process to make a jump elsewhere when I am interested in doing so. In the meanwhile, though, I don't actually want to leave yet. I have a good thing going, and am not ready to go.
When I go home next week, Inappropriately Hot Foreign Wife and I are going house hunting. It's time to get out of our small but beautiful little house. I am looking to get a little more rural, maybe, or at the least into something with a little more space. Inappropriately Hot Foreign Wife is ambivalent about leaving a gated community where we have a million-dollar-view and privacy but not quite enough space. I may end up at another community, which does have benefits like not having to do yardwork and keeping the riffraff at arms' length... but I prefer the country, and I can move to an unorganized township just 30 minutes away, and have a few acres and be able to pee off my porch if the mood strikes. Plus, Inappropriately Hot Foreign Wife would look good driving a small tractor cutting the lawn while I drink beer and watch.
*checks Amazon for daisy dukes, flannel shirt and cowboy hat set*
I've been looking at properties with barns and large sheds. I've been building my model boats, and while I can't freehand draw, I do know how to draw boat plans, and I have been learning how to convert them to a CAD form. I have a few designs from 9' to 26' that are actually good enough to try building, I think. I'm thinking semi-seriously about opening up a boat shop. The more I ruminate on it, the more I like the idea.
I thought that's what a bathroom cabinet was for
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