Living a holiday life

In which I choose to live an easy life.

Ice cream on the beach

I always wanted an easy life but honestly did think I would get bored of it. As much as I like the relaxation and lack of worry I knew I would get bored of it. Calm waters seem to encourage me to go jump in and create waves.

I liked the hustle that being busy brings with it, dealing with difficult and challenging situations bought there own rewards. Now I’ve changed my mind, I’ve been worn down by the last few weeks and no longer have any fight  or appetite living an exciting life. All I want to do is tell people to go away and leave me alone unless they are either bringing me solutions or a bottle of beer.

I’m looking forward to the summer when I can have a few weeks off,  I’m going to spend three weeks where my only decision will be what do I want to eat and do I need another beer. In fact I think the answers are anything and yes.

Good, now I don’t need to make any decisions. If I get up and want to go out I shall, I might not even get up. Hey it will save me money. I’ve had a very hectic year, granted others may have had worse but luckily I’m not them and I think I deserve a holiday no matter what.

I want to do nothing. Nothing, nothing, nothing.

The last few weeks have been tiring for both Me and Mrs and G. We were told that when you have a child your life is destroyed and becomes a never ending misery. Well our lives are not the remnants of an existence, but having to get up at 5am because the Feliciraptor is teething has been hard, plus the school inspectors were in at Mrs G’s school, then we’ve been working on the end of year plans at work.

I’m so busy all the time doing pointless menial tasks, or fighting stupid battles, that I’ve come to realise what is the point. I could be well off and unhappy, but would rather be poorer for cash than for smiles.

Nobody ever said I wish I had spent more time working and saving on their death bed.

So while I sit here watching my daughter sit down with a book, while Mrs G is drinking tea and I’m relaxing to the cricket I think to myself…

…do I really want a busy life?

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Flip Flop.”

Think of a topic or issue about which you’ve switched your opinion. Why the change?

Author: Daddysaurus

Ah, so you worked out the riddle. You just needed to use dwarfish and the doors to Geek Ergo Sum opened. Or perhaps you just used Google. Either way you are here, on my little corner of the Internet.

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