I'm up early, sitting in the bathroom of our hotel room until my wife wakes up. Here, I can have the light on and get access to the internet. I suppose life on the road might be like this; a motel room or a little motor home or pretty much any other place to stay on the road would not provide the room to spread out that I have at home. I'd figure out a way to get used to it.
We're getting closer to the possibility of retirement or, if not that, at least a break for a few months before I look at some other way to make enough money to get by. I personally need to get away from the stress. My wife needs me to get away from the stress, too, and she needs to get away from it, as well.
I promised myself that yesterday would be a good day. Maybe it was. A prospective client didn't come through. An existing client made comments that annoyed me so much I decided I have to get out from under the group. Maybe it was a good day, after all, just in an unexpected way.
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All good, Springer, all good. Glad to hear it. I'm rooting for ya.
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I hope you do find a way to transform your lives so that both of you are under less stress. Also, yes, it's true. You do get used to living a little smaller when on the road. In many ways, although there are difficulties with traveling, there are also many advantages. Life becomes greatly simplified.
I'm cheering you and your wife on, in your search for a less stressful way to earn your money. I took a chance and retired early and so the family income is down, but I am much happier and the household is well taken care of. I suspect, like me, you have all kinds of creative pursuits that could keep you busy and maybe employed.
Thank you, all. I need all the encouragement I can get.
Oh I love motel rooms. I always feel I don't know what's going to happen next....
Ellie
(p.s. halieren)
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