So, you may have realised by now that I live by the water…
…and also, I work by it.
It’s occurred to me a few times now that there is water almost everywhere I go. And the funny thing is, I never really AIMED to live by the water, or work by it. Work location was pure chance, and even when I was a teen, I’d say wishfully that one day, I’d love a beach house. A part of me never really wished for it, because it felt too hard, and too unrealistic.
I thought it may happen if I was loaded and filthy rich after my young-adult series took off, by let’s say the age of 45. And then it would be a holiday house, not a living-in 365-days-of-the-year house.
And instead, by early 30s, not rich by any means, I found myself living by the bay and I didn’t even want it bad for my whole life… only like, 7 months of it before we moved in.
And so this story comes to mind as I stared at these boats near my work today. Because I’ve always thought it would be cool to have a boat, but only like, when the mortgage is paid off, I am comfortable, the children are grown up, my designer wardrobe is complete, and then and only then with the excess money I have left over from several overseas yearly holidays, then and only then would I think, ‘a boat.’
And as I thought this hilarious yet delightful sequence, something triggered, and I went ‘oh dear.’
Be careful what you wish for.
So today, here’s to fanciful wishes coming true, and being surprised by Life.