Now that I am retired, I have been struggling to decide where to buy my forever home.
My dream is to be on a lake, within an hour of a major airport, and close to family. I’ve spent the last year looking on Lake Panorama near Annika with no luck.
This has led me to consider other places. Minnesota has 10,000 lakes. I understand there are beautiful lakes in Tennessee. I could find a waterfront property in Florida.
As I was contemplating my choices, one of my besties reminded me: “The world is your oyster.” It is indeed. I am blessed to have the resources to live wherever I want and to spend my days writing and crafting and my winters vacationing. And my non-profit work will provide meaningful focus for the hours I used to spend hard at work.
I know it is a silly problem to have but, nonetheless, it consumes my mind day and night. Every place I consider is missing something.
The thing is I already live on a lake, with family, and near two airports. The only thing missing is Rick. Yes, the world is my oyster. I’d like an oyster with room for two.
