The luckiest

Lots of people told us we’d become closer as a family by going away and that has most definitely come true. Hutch is home a lot, to the point I try not to talk about it with our friends because they have husbands working 60+ hours a week and the burden on those at home is much worse than on me. Given he’s home so much, our household responsibilities have become more even, I’d go as far as to say he’s possibly doing more than I am these days. With no work, no volunteering and low school responsibilities I’ve been much more mentally relaxed, the constant to do list that we have in our real life doesn’t exist. We have no car to run and don’t even have to pay bills as our rent is all-inclusive.

I have a natural leaning towards laziness and I have to remind myself that as comfortable and stress free as life in Boston is, it isn’t a sustainable and that to be truly fulfilled we need to challenge ourselves, and push the comfort zone.

The money will of course run out eventually, and we’ll go back home to a big mortgage, school, childcare, work, study and all that involves.

But for now I say without any intention of gloating or smugness, that we are lucky to live a simple happy life and I will look back on this time with fondness.


2 thoughts on “The luckiest

  1. Glad to hear that it’s going so well for all of you Caro. There’s a lot to be said for the simple life and the mental freedom that comes with that. As someone who is on an extended ‘sabbatical’ from the everyday rat race, I echo your sentiments. It’s really easy to get caught up in the busy-ness of life so enjoy and embrace this time. Can’t believe how quickly it is going and you’ll be back in Oz in no time at all.

    • That’s exactly right Karen. I sometimes worry that the kids memories of Boston will be mostly a 1mile radius from our house, but then again, who’s to say that’s a bad thing? Kids just need good friends and love to make them happy especially at this age.

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