Sailing. Am I really wanting to live on a sailboat? I mean, I’ll have to learn everything. Everything. I’ll have to downsize to almost nothing and learn how to sail and learn all the laws of the water and learn how to take care of myself on a boat… everything. Is this something I really want to do? I’m beginning to fall in love with the idea. The idea of leaving this damnable town, the idea of living wherever the hell I want to live. The idea of living with so much less enthralls me.
The question is not “can I do it?” The question is “do I want to, and if so how?” I have learned over the last several years that when I put my mind to something that it eventually comes into existence. So the possibility of living on my own sailboat is there for me. Other people are doing it and therefore I know that I can as well.
This past weekend I decided to take my kids to the marina about two hours away. It was a beautiful day and I wanted to see the boats and the water. I often go there to get away, to get my head to sit right when things at home start to build up. I’m always running away to the ocean. I wonder lately why it is I’ve never lived next to it when it’s the only thing that helps me to breathe? Why am I living in a landlocked town? Why am I not next to the water like I dream to be?
I took my kids. They weren’t thrilled about getting up early on a Saturday, and my daughter was furious about not being able to play with her girlfriend. They both got over themselves pretty quickly when we got there. I’d never taken them there before. It was beautiful. We had so much fun walking along the waterfront, spitting at the turtles to make them come closer, and dreaming about the boats. My daughter, the one who least wanted to be there, is now excited about the possibility of living on a boat. And so am I.
So what will it mean to live on a boat? Living a minimalist lifestyle is a lot cheaper than what we are living now. This could be counted as a pro for us. Oceanfront property every day of the year? Another positive. A small space to live in? I’ve always loved my smaller places and besides, I’m not a big person. The freedom? This one is big. My body yearns for freedom and has fought for the freedom I now have. The people? Those whom I’ve met are great.
But, the cons… the weather? I love the changes in weather, I’m addicted to watching it. I love rainstorms and sunny days. The question is “how will I love it if I’m on a boat?” There’s a good possibility I will love it just the same. Working… working is another possible con. If I park in the marina and not at a slip I’ll have to use a dingy to get to and from the shore for work. (I’m now thinking of opening up my own sea side pharmacy somehow.) This could prove interesting in poor weather. What about the cold? What about the heat?
The more I learn the less I know. Yet living on a boat is beginning to sound like a dream. A dream about to become real. I’ll keep you posted.
thanks for reading,