The Sassy Steel Magnolia

January12th

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About a month ago I decided the best thing for me to do is:

Move to an island where my biggest concern or worry is what color umbrella to put in my drink.

I’ve always toyed with the idea of moving to some tropical location and being a beach bum. I find it a perfectly acceptable life-style and career choice. (Wouldn’t you love getting SSM updates via ocean side manor?) It’s something that is always, always in the back of my mind. Especially when it’s cold outside, or when I’m waiting in the airport to board my plane and just happen to hear “final boarding call for St. Thomas”, or even when I’m walking on the beach and I know I can’t stay there all day and night. What can I say – some people like camping in the desert, some people love to be surrounded by snow and some of us that just want to earn our title of being one of the “Locals” on the island.

Ocean Front Villa

My roommate and I even plotted to get one-way tickets down to the Caribbean and just go. (FYI – Spirit Airlines has phenomenal prices for this sort of thing) Had the date picked out and everything. Didn’t happen, but I still visit the idea from time to time, check the flights and such. You know – keep tabs on the situation. Well lately signs seem to keep popping up here and there. A friend starting Med School down in Dominica, another friend telling me about private boats that hire staff and they just cruise from port to port, and then there was the incident where someone was quite flabber-gasted that I had never been to the Bahamas.

All roads (and boats) appear to be pointing South. Now the question is, is do I jump ship?

I don’t know..I don’t know if I’ll ever know..

Unless….unless someone wants to come with me. I hate to involve myself in adventures with out someone to plot and laugh with along the way. It doesn’t have to be forever. Just a couple of months or years or..maybe..maybe longer..maybe we’ll set up shop and stay for a decade! I’m sure that if worse comes to worse, someone would help us get back to the continental US.

It’s that simple. Call me up, we’ll get our one-way tickets and just GO. Over-thinkers and expert analyzers need not apply. (I find those types seem to be a little too cautious in times when reckless abandonment is greatly needed.) So what do you say? Who’s with me? Anybody? Beuler…. Beuler….. (Ferris would do it.)

Come on, you know you want to….

Finding Paradise

serious inquires need only apply

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5 Comments

  • Comment by Kenneth Andrews — January 12, 2010 @ 9:18 am

    I’m in as long as I could figure out how the heck I get my sleep meds mailed! lol

  • Comment by Casey — January 12, 2010 @ 6:53 pm

    Kenneth, you could probably buy them on the black market on one of the islands… I’m all for this by the way. Would love to read SSM from the Caribbean. Of course, I’d miss our visits but how cool would it be to visit you there instead! If you have no expectations I’d imagine everything would somehow take care of itself. You’d be fine, and then… you’d be much more than fine!

  • Comment by Jennie B — January 13, 2010 @ 9:29 am

    See Casey, now this is why we get along so well..you always back my crazy ideas! :) And Kenneth – they do have mail boxes down there, too. Ha ha

  • Comment by Andrea — January 13, 2010 @ 1:44 pm

    Jennie B- You know I am all about an up and move adventure!

  • Comment by angie mizzell — January 14, 2010 @ 4:10 pm

    love the fine print at the bottom!

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