This post is more a confession, something I’ve been needing to get off my chest for a while… Often our lives seem pretty glamorous, and sometimes they are. I feel the need to pinch myself every now and again, from cruising around the Caribbean sea on a speedboat, to dining at the top of the tallest skyscraper in one of the world’s richest nations. But as we all know, life cannot always be peachy! To afford this lifestyle one must still work, recently this has been proving rather difficult.
Having traveled through Java, Indonesia with our British friends, who had saved up money/organised rather large credit card limits, we soon realised that we’re not here to simply ‘travel’. We can’t pop open a Bintang at 3pm because we feel like it (OK, sometimes we do, but only one!) and sit on the beach watching sunset, before heading to dinner and indulging in plenty more Bintangs, without a care in the world… because we still have a job to do and running a business abroad isn’t always easy. Due to a huge time difference we currently start work at 6pm (10am UK time) and work until 2am (6pm UK time) This means no mid-week indulgences, and probably the latest Friday nights’ EVER! If like Gaz, you’ve always worked at night times, from sitting in the library all night finishing essays to working as a bouncer, this schedule might not be such a bummer. But, for me, it’s a struggle. I’ve never enjoyed working at night and I’m most productive first thing in the morning when my mind is clear, fresh and raring to go.
Now I can’t say it’s all gloom and doom, it does give us plenty of time to work uninterrupted to focus on new strategies, accounts, or that job that’s always at the bottom of the list. And most importantly, there’s always time to go surfing! Getting up is an issue when you work until 2 or 3am, however we do get to enjoy the sunshine most afternoons and our weekends run from Saturday morning until Monday night, which seems to make them feel a lot longer.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, to make such a location independent lifestyle work you have to adapt, and you may have to make sacrifices. That beloved ‘Friday feeling’ is a distant memory, packed away with my woolly jumpers in a wardrobe in Devon, but instead, it’s been replaced with ‘Scuba Tuesdays’ and ‘Surfing Thursdays’.
Could you work at night times in exchange for the day off… on the beach? Let us know what you think…