Exhale

5/31/21

The day after the check cleared from selling the sailboat, I put every cent of the proceeds into gold. The return on investment is significant. Plus I’m saving an ungodly amount of money from not buying all the upgrades and maintenance supplies that were planned for the near future. Not to mention a big boost in free time, both physical time free from working on the boat and mental time daydreaming about sailing and projects. Considering all this, I surprised myself by driving to the marina to sit and stare at an empty slip, where Ventana used to wait patiently for me..

The more I sell, give away or throw away just increases the amount of freedom I feel. Time goes by more and more slowly. Opportunities are increasing, decisions are easier. There’s no pressure to commit, to say yes or no. I value the choices, think about them, and find myself thinking “not yet” or “not today”, but soon I’ll be ready. In the meantime I value those around me, and the quiet moments of solitude. It’s easy to get away for some peace these days, even on a memorial day weekend. Lots of sun, lots of quiet time at the beach.

Author: Rainey

after-the-rain.org What started out as chicken scratch notes on the back pages of my boat’s logbook has now grown into a blog. These words and images help me cope with a loved one struggling with mental illness, and they help guide me through divorce, and the process of moving on. Thanks for reading along as I learn about life the hard way, do the best I can for my son in my new role as a single dad, and find weird similarities between restoring an old blue water sailboat and putting the pieces of my own life back together. Come check out my story and feel free to say hi!

6 thoughts on “Exhale”

  1. It can be difficult not to accumulate “things”. They’re anchors of sorts. But relationships can be that way too. To some degree, they’re inescapable if you don’t want to live as an ascetic monk. So I’ve been through a couple of downsizes as well. One was… epic. Still, things accumulate. These days, I’m just a little more careful about the dust.

    Also… If you’re not into reading SEC 10-K filings or trading commodities on margin, consider some platinum for diversification. Maple Leafs are relatively low premium and easy to *sell* when the time comes… and it always does. 😉

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    1. What kind of downsizes? I’m pretty comfortable with myself so I never feel lonely even in solitude. I’m no monk though, I like snuggles too much!
      For now I like ETFs because how liquid they are and for now I’m just interested in speculating on price. But I’ll check out your recommendations, I think it would be fun to build a tiny treasure chest, swallow the premiums and fill it with real gold, silver, gems, etc.

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      1. Aha! You sound like a day trader. That’ll put some hair on your assets.
        Northern Thailand for a few years, in a one room cottage with a communal, outdoor kitchen. That was my “decompression” from a decade of graduate work and mining government contracts in Seattle. Treasure chests are best filled with things you actually want. 😉

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  2. Well…for the sake of the world, don’t buy up established art masterpieces and then lock them away in a vault, far from the eyes of a public hungry for such works.

    Yeah, that was out of left field. I like real estate…a volatile thing.

    It must be a wistful feeling; no more washing, scraping, polishing, painting, repairing, and yet, no more “Think I’ll go for a little sunset sail.”

    Whatever is next, I wish you fair winds an following seas.

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