I usually tell the taxis to stop at the house with the tree in front. Since I went to Amsterdam last week Spring has definitely sprung and there are green leafy trees or flowering buds everywhere in Boston. There was a tree explosion in one week.
Our gang
Amsterdam was wonderful last week. I caught up with some of my dear A’dam friends and celebrated Queen Juliana’s birthday with over 1 million other people. I was busy from day to night and saw parts of Amsterdam that I never knew existed in the 3 years I lived there. It was truly a wonderful time.
Queen's Day canals, all dressed up in orange
But I can’t help but wonder… is this it? Is this what my life is going to be? Here I am, a 30-something woman who is ambitious, very driven and career minded. I make decent money, get to fly all over the world (and have turned into quite the travel diva) and see places many people only dream of, and yet I still want more.
I cannot tell you how many times people tell me they want my job. And they are right!! I feel like I do kind of have the world’s perfect job. I have always wanted to travel and now I get PAID to do it. I create my own schedule, work from home in my pajamas, and get to work with people all over the world, learning new cultures. I truly love it.
On the flip side, though, do you really want to be on 15 hours flights with awful food, sitting next to a smelly person who won’t shut up? Or have to travel for 2 days to get to a somewhere only to travel back home 2 days later, and it take you an entire week to do only two days work in some international city? Or come home on the weekend and have just enough time to do laundry and turn back around and fly back out again on Monday (or even worse, Sunday)? Or not be able to see your friends because you are so jetlagged from being on the road that all you want to do is sleep?
That’s my life.
I keep thinking, I’d like to have more. I’d like to have a cat. I’d like to have enough energy to have a relationship (or even to date)! I’d like to be home long enough to have a fridge full of food and make dinner for friends or a loved one. I’d like to have kids. I’d like to visit the local museums.
So, yes, I should not complain and I am so very grateful for what I do have. But, honestly, I’d give all this up to have a happy relationship and maybe even a couple of munchkins. Funny how the grass is always greener, isn’t it?