My semester break was a fortnight of absolute bliss. Even though I was sick for a few days, and had to deal with moving, I didn’t work any extra hours for the first time, and spent all my free time bumming around, doing absolutely nothing. I slept, ate, watched TV and movies, ate some more, and slept.
Normally, I’m the kind of person who likes to keep fairly busy. I feel guilty if I’m not doing something productive. But depending on what happens jobwise, it could be a long time before I get time off to do whatever I want again. Just to be able to relax, and remove myself from the strain of a final-year workload, was AMAZING. It went by far too fast.
I’ve always thought it would be boring to retire – imagine 20 or 30 years of not working!
But as much as I like my job, those two weeks really made me think again. If I didn’t NEED to work for the money, would I?
I’d probably do some parttime or volunteer work for a nonprofit, or an organisation that works with migrants/refugees or the disadvantaged. I’d like to do something rewarding and give back (corny as it sounds).
For a while, at least, I think I’d eat out once a day or every couple of days. I’m not talking Subway or Starbucks; more like dinner at a restaurant, so I could indulge my love of Thai/Indian/Malaysian cuisine which I don’t know how to make myself.
I’d go visit family overseas, and travel to Europe, Asia and the States like I’ve always wanted.
I’d go to a lot of live music events, and pick up my guitar again.
I might dabble in the stockmarket,and I’d definitely do tons of reading, and maybe start a book review blog – or try to get a gig as a reviewer.
And maybe, like a few people I’ve come across, I might pack it all in and go live on a boat for a while, or something equally crazy.
What about you?