Dreams about inheritance…

As the sounds of school cricket matches waft up from the Graeme College fields, my cat Cuddlez makes himself comfortable on the corner of the bed. I can hear my other cat’s paws padding softly on the laminate flooring. She positions herself at the slightly ajar sliding door to watch the bird activity in the garden.

Mousebirds glide towards the over-laden pear trees, gorging themselves on the abundance of fruit there. Male Yellow Weavers create bright spots of colour in the trees.

It is Saturday morning and an unstructured day beckons me.

Bumbling, doing nothing, unstructured time – lots of different names for the same thing. When I think about doing nothing, twinges of guilt sometimes enter my consciousness. Looking at my cat asleep on the bed, I realise that cats have really perfected the art of doing nothing and I’m sure they don’t feel guilty about it. Why should I?

Sharing my World

I was browsing through my Reader Feed this morning and came upon Cee’s Share Your World Challenge for the 12th March. I have not had time to participate recently. But the first prompt has inspired me to write this post.

“If a distant uncle dies and you were always his favourite and leaves you $50,000 (any currency) in his will, what would you do?”

That’s an easy one. I would use it for two things: one to pay for one part of my “self-funded sabbatical” and use a larger chunk to go towards building my “Hivehaus” in the UK.

The sabbatical bit:

I’m dreaming of…

… a self-funded sabbatical because if I don’t do it for myself, no one else will.
… 6 months without a “proper job”
… days without multiple to-do lists, without deadlines, without meetings
… losing track of the time and forgetting what day of the week it is.
… sleeping late, morning yoga sessions in the fresh air, long walks in the woods.
… endless photography projects and writing for pleasure.
… curling up with a book and hot chocolate on a rainy day.
… sitting in a pretty spot enjoying the sunshine.

So I would use some of the money to pay for a trip or a retreat somewhere in the UK or Western Europe. Maybe for a month. A resting space for me to re-balance and decide what I want to do next.


Swinging © Deborah Ann Stott 2017

The Hivehaus bit:

If you are a regular reader of this blog, you will know that I am immigrating back to the UK shortly. A few years ago I watched an episode of George Clarke’s Amazing Spaces featuring an idea by Barry Jackson of building small spaces with modular hexagonal shapes. Since then, Barry has developed this into a business. I dream of building myself a Hivehaus when I get back to the UK.

This is how the modules work together to make a house. A wonderful idea isn’t it?

Sourced from Arch Daily

So, a large chunk of the $50000 would be used to buy a tiny piece of land and to build my wonderful house!

I’ll spend my day dreaming of the wonderful things that could be. If I had a rich uncle…

PS: this is my 100th post on WordPress! How exciting is that!

Debbie blog sign off 2018

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