Posted on April 26, 2016
Way, way back–maybe three years ago–when we were planning for this little adventure and thinking about budget, I came to the unshakeable belief that the final month or two of our land life would require some significant latitude in extracurricular spending. To wit: stop being so tight-fisted before you lose your mind. That day has arrived, my friends.
This certainly relates to our overall shift toward the finish line, but as I’ve eased up on the purse strings, I’ve realized how stressful our personal culture of denial has been for the last six or seven years. I would NOT recommend Googling “poverty mentality” or “scarcity mentality;” you will either end up in a terrible right-wing tirade blaming the poor for their problems, or a very suspicious new-age-y discourse about welcoming abundance into your life. AVOID. But when your default setting for years has been “no”–not ordering the take-out, not buying the book, not even looking at that Title Nine catalog lest you be tempted to buy something–it’s pretty liberating to be able to say “yes.”
A lot of our “yes” has been around the flurry of final gear purchases, but having budgeted for a little breathing room with the home comforts, I’m feeling pretty good about our new level of mad luxury around here. Long day of prepping and packing up the house? ORDER THE PIZZA!! It’s all part of the plan.
I know you’re all on the edge of your seats to hear about the latest word in closed-cooling systems from Michu, but he’s been knocking out an intense final month of work, trying to top up the cruising kitty and pay for all that pizza. His last day on the job is May 12, after which: nothing but boat projects.