Start my own business. Buy a business. Go consulting. Work for myself. Build a house. Sell everything and buy a boat/bus. Go on an OE. Take a holiday, a proper holiday. Go on a family holiday. Go overseas for something other than work. For the love of baby Jebus go to a country where english isn’t the language of the masses. Buy a rental property.

None of those things are me.

I was 32 before I went overseas for the first time (China). I was 45 when I went overseas for the first time that was not not for work. And I’ve only done that once. I’ve been to Sydney 14 times and so far all I’ve seen of the place is the airport to Mount St, North Sydney to the Coca-Cola head office then back to the city and then to the airport.

I sometimes watch Country Calendar and wonder how in the hell someone decides to give up their accounting job in Auckland to buy a goat farm in the Waikato to make cheese. While at the same time slightly wish I could do just exactly that. Or make wine. Run a professional rally team. Anything.

But the conventional middle class life is for me, I’m slightly sad to report. Go to work, go home. Go to work. Go home. Go to work. Go home.

I suffer from extreme risk aversion. I have no idea when it crept into my life but it’s there and that is that. It’s a fact. I don’t know what to do about it.

The weird thing is when the family do push me into doing something, nothing bad has ever happened. The mind is a prison, isn't it?

The Photo

In 2021 most of the family forced me to go do something, so we went to Te Wai Pounamu to some places I've never been. Loved the Mackenzie Basin. Loved it. We also took a helicopter ride to see Aoraki/Mt Cook up a little close and stand on some snow on a mountain. I don't really know what the photo is actually of as it was all too gob smacking to listen to the pilot. It's possibly Aoraki or Mt Sefton or just a random range near either of those 2 mountains.

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Posted: Friday, 19 January, 2024 20:01

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