2018 was a year of change for me. Last October I took a 12 month career break from being an accountant to enable me to focus on my writing, and I moved to the South Coast to live by the ocean for a few months while I finish my novel. This truly is living my dream. However, there is one slight snag…
Like Cinderella, my fairy tale comes with an expiration date. At the end of September the clock will strike midnight and I will return to my old life and my old job.
So this means I have 9 months left to live my dream, and I am making the most of every moment!
To be honest moving down here hasn’t turned out to be anything like I expected. But then assumptions are so very often wrong:
I would be so lonely living miles away from everyone I know, that after one month I would be heading home.
The reality however, is that I’ve already been here 3 months and I never want to leave. I’ve made some fantastic new friends and have joined two local RNA chapters. Don’t get me wrong, I miss my family and friends back home, but we keep in touch and I have no shortage of visitors. I’m assuming that is down to my sparkling personality and how much they miss me, and is absolutely nothing to do with the stunning sea view from my apartment…. Hmmm….
With no job to go to or friends to meet I would become a recluse, shut away in my apartment all alone.
However, I spend less time indoors and get more exercise than I ever have before. I mean let’s face it, there is a beach right outside my door, and it would be unthinkable not to go for daily walks along it. But perhaps what’s more surprising is that I bought a bike. I now go cycling along the promenade every chance I get, which given my usually lack of enthusiasm for anything remotely sporty is quite astounding. Particularly as I hadn’t even ridden a bike since I was 10 years old. It however turns out that the old adage about never forgetting how to ride a bike is true. But that doesn’t necessarily mean I remember how to ride well…
I would retain my well-structured and disciplined approach to my work. I have always been an early riser and like to get my work done without procrastinating or getting distracted.
Did I mention there’s a beach….?
Apparently structure and organisation have taken an extended vacation. I blame the sea air. My day is now determined by the weather and the tides. I take advantage of any sunny day to get out and explore. Which leaves the rainy, cold and windy days for staying indoors to write. Don’t worry, there are plenty of those, this is winter in England after all.
But challenging my assumptions is all part of the adventure. After all the point of a fairy tale is to live a different kind of life. How often to any of us get chances like this? Even if there is a ticking clock counting down, right now this life and this amazing apartment are mine and that’s what matters.