Tuesday, April 30, 2013

The good life

Someone, child or grandchild, left a book at the house in Exuma that I looked at while I was there: The 4-Hour Workweek: Escape 9-5, Live Anywhere, and Join the New Rich, by Timothy Ferriss. I wrote the musing below at the time, but didn't post it because it seemed too self-serving. It still does, but I yield it now because of the subject of yesterday's post: What is the good life?

"How Tim went from $40,000 per year and 80-hours per week to $40,000 per MONTH and 4 hours per week."

"How to outsource your life to overseas virtual assistants for $5 per hour and do whatever you want."

And so on.

Apparently, the book is a bestseller.

Well, it's too late for me, even if I were interested. I wish Mr. Ferriss every success, but I did flip through the book and at a glance it seemed like a lot of advice on how to market a successful self-image, while taking advantage of whatever dodge you can and outsourcing the tedious bits.

I spent my life teaching. Easily 80 hours per week. And loved every minute of it. Never a morning I didn't want to jump out of bed and go to work. Started at $7000 per year and ended forty years later at ten times that (plus some writing income). Had a few neat adventures along the way. Now in retirement I have three agreeable homes in three beautiful places for a total outlay of $200,000. And, believe it or not –- even with a few air tickets -- a relatively small carbon footprint.

Maybe I should write a book: The 80-Hour Workweek: Escape 9-5, Have a Hellava Good Time, and Join the Human Race.