Repeatedly tapping S.O.S. on the corner of my desk has failed.

Help is not on the way.

The reality has set in that if I am going to escape the hollow monotony of corporate America before social security and regret fully materialize, I’ll need a more substantive plan. One that is grounded in living a life I love with the people I love.

So here we are. The plan isn’t immediate but it is exciting. Don’t get me wrong, I am in awe of those couples who quit their day jobs on a dime and now happily and competently sail full time from one adventure to the next. But for us, throwing caution to the wind (literally) and exiting our respective gigs isn’t in the cards…not just yet.

Here’s why:

  • While we love the idea of sailing around the world, my husband and I need quite a few more Magellan-like skills in our skill box.
  • I am an indentured servant under contract with my employer and the shackles won’t be removed for a few more years. My hunky husband is a firefighter and is in the same no-full-time-sailing-until-retirement boat.
  • We’ll need to stockpile a bit of cash to avoid the awkward circumstance of bartering foot massages for food in unfamiliar lands.

And thus, The Plan. It goes a little something like this:

Sail as often as possible in as many places as possible learning as much as possible to stay sane as possible. And THEN…approximately six-ish years from now…buy the best possible boat we can afford and become one of those circumnavigating, happy, competent sailing couples.

It’s possible! Along the way I’ll do my level best to paint an honest picture of what sailing as a relative beginner is like, do’s and don’ts, the incredible places you can only reach by boat, what I am learning and loving about sailing, and why life on the water beats life by a water cooler any day of the week.