Being stuck as a liveaboard

 

It’s small, somehow dark, cramped, you’ve said goodbye to a lot of your stuff…but somehow you are content. Then it hits you; why the hell am I living on a boat?

It’s been almost 3 years since I bought Frigg and moved onto her. Haven’t left her since then for more then 10 days. I’ve sailed her to Norway, sailed her around Denmark, Sweden and Germany. But the initial glorious dream of sailing far away never happened! I didn’t lift off this blog and didn’t join the blue water youtube club as La Vagabond, Uma and so on. I’m still here…

Now I have a steady job. Unlike before where I was freelance and getting supplements from the insurance; now I have a purpose! Not really sure what that purpose is except making money…for something.

So I’m sitting here… on a rock in Sweden. Frigg is docked in the harbor behind me. Thoughts that go through my head are.

– Make this job work!

– How do I mix a fulltime job with the joy off sailing?

– Where does the next adventure go?

– I miss the fresh air

Nope; there are no answers in this blog. Just questions. If you have answer, feel free to let me know in the comment section or by mail.

Until next time I’m working my ass off to make myself know as a content creator for Social Media marketing…Remember when job titles where just 2 words?

 

Cheerio