randude
Living like a Nica
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, 02-12-2012 at 11:40 AM (4592 Views)
God I hate to write anything at all because my stalker has recently resurfaced. Her method is to follow me electronically and hound me to death. Her end goal is to make my life miserable. She has effectively taken away the joy I have in telling my person story. Now she is telling my girl friend that I am sending her secret emails and wanting her back. My girlfriend has been with me for two years this month and is aware of my feelings towards my ex. I just have to reassure my girl each time my ex has a hormonal unbalance or whatever to make her reach out to us.
I have been kinda living like a Nica in the USA for two years now. I moved back to the west coast and have been doing very little and living on very little. In my 32 year career I have never lived so humbly or on so little. It has been an educational experience and I do not have any regrets. However, it is all about to change. I am about to ease back into what I call the big leagues. The big leagues for me. I won't be wearing a necktie daily, but about one notch below it. I really think I have accomplished what I come out here to do. I get to live where I want, a nice place with a generally low standard of living while making a decent living myself. I will also be working in heavy industrial automation with a firm that makes exotic metals. I love exotic metals and will love learning more about them. Don't be surprised to random stuff about them in these forums as I deem appropriate. I will also be employing new and exciting techniques in manufacturing exotic metals with the latest and newest procedures and equipment. The company is very cool and does not get two shakes about my personal life. I will be 45 minutes from the most beautiful coastline in North America and I will not be spending an arm and a leg to live. That old white Ford truck will likely be replaced with a new white one. I think I will stick with white because it is easy to keep clean. The title of a book I am tossing around is called, '200,000 Miles in an F150'. Indeed my truck has 210 on it now. My girl wants a new car first, so that it will be. I am looking at getting an SUV because I always need room for some suitcases, a cooler and an 80lb pit bull that likes to spend most of his time stretched out across the back seat.
When I first decided to fall into semi-retirement I considered Mexico and Costa Rica. I then focused on Nicaragua. The crime and inconsistent infrastructure showed me that is not for me. I found that I can live where I am at now for the same amount of money as Nicaragua while pretty much maintaining all the comforts of home. I am sure there a many places in the USA where a person can do this and I have found mine. I can still come to TRN and read about the people that are doing it there. TRN is the place that I learned that Nicaragua is not for me. I like temperate weather, consistent politics, a consistent infrastructure, low crime rates and low prices. To many that may seem boring, but I can get on a plane any time i want to prove that I have indeed found paradise.
So along with the end to my party days and chasing the dollar I have grown comfortable with just being comfortable.